Seraphina Bridget Louise TaylorA Tussle With Russell: Bent On ConsentThe situationSep 24, 2023Sep 24, 2023
Seraphina Bridget Louise TaylorFearing The FestivalI feel afraid of next week. It threatens from the thin distance of Sunday’s future, as a lion waiting for the lifted gate of Monday…Aug 28, 2022Aug 28, 2022
Seraphina Bridget Louise TaylorBeing A BridesmaidI’m currently on the wraparound balcony that ribbons the rim of the courtyard at the bride’s family home. She is sat inside, before a…May 24, 2022May 24, 2022
Seraphina Bridget Louise TaylorMexico MisjudgedI am in the hot depths of sleep deprivation. Nevertheless, I am holding strong, letting my teeth glint in the Mexican sun with gun-handle…May 23, 2022May 23, 2022
Seraphina Bridget Louise TaylorSwimming The SkyBlissed out before I even reach into the sky to ride the cloudy carpet over my blue marble home. The sunshine reflects off the curved…May 19, 2022May 19, 2022
Seraphina Bridget Louise TaylorThe Way My Skin And Bedsheets TalkAs the bedsheets resettleJan 16, 2021Jan 16, 2021
Seraphina Bridget Louise TaylorMy Fiancé is the man in the women’s shoesTwo points have punched holes in the attention of the crowd milling about the store. Skulls are surreptitiously rotating towards these red…Jul 18, 2019Jul 18, 2019
Seraphina Bridget Louise TaylorA Breakfast Of HopeLast minute plans silently intercalated my boyfriend and I into the foyer of a very central Berlin hotel. We’re surrounded by strategically…May 20, 2018May 20, 2018
Seraphina Bridget Louise TaylorOn the Wings Of The DahliasAbove the treetops, in the friendly summer sunlight, a silhouette of butterflies swirled in the warm cradle of a balcony. Phone held to the…Apr 23, 2018Apr 23, 2018
