Words by A Wensley

My body is an ecosystem My body is an ecosystem You do not need to scratch the surface to find me,  my heart is on my sleeve. You do not need to embrace me with the arms of consumerism, bathe me in expensive perfumes, Or cover me with synthetic fibres**, I have no lust for the proliferation of man-made,  in the name of fast fashion,  I'm more impressed that you love the Earth, for me. Me: My surface beaming with inner joy, naturally, Moles and freckles out there for all to see, Hair in places others frown with pencilled lines upon, query, Ecosystems in every pore, Sure, Delicate as a flower Yet strong as strong can be, Yes, Me. Mightier with Nature be, Ecologically, chemical-free, Knock down the doors that banish thee, From the norms of society, Wash yes but not persistently, Save water, yes, and energy, Flush with pride, it's not insanitary  To give your pee some company Before it all goes out to sea Treated, yes, oh definitely! Aye and there's the rub, The chemical...

Screenshot: Nomophobia (Winging it) Agape our collective chick-mouths loll as big-tech feeds us another tasty worm Bite-sized Reels that wriggle and writhe between synapse and sigh-naps Algorithm after algorithm  burrowing with peristalsis-loco-parentis-motion  Deep into our conscious-soil effecting Worm-holes in our Evolutionary Involuntary reflex-motions Our life-force reduced to that of excreta You used to embody such motions Those that should naturally Always be in attendance Attuned Agape To our One Sacred Mother  Who stands on the edge of her fragile nest Winging it Spork in hand (the one without the phone surgically attached camera primed ready to snap  every First this and that  for her socials Memories to share Content to consume over and over again…)  “Here comes the aeroplane!”  Glazed eyes Don't Look Up  Such is the lure Of the Endless Feed A. Wensley Selected by Jawbone for publication in Issue 3 of The Jawbone Journal - Out July 2026...

Whiskers My wetsuit clings to my body like mermaid-scales, As I enter the water it feels surprisingly bereft of temperature I thought I'd feel cold but this second skin is absorbing my senses; Maybe this is how they feel when they enter the water too? Their heads bob to the surface in curiosity At ours doing likewise, As my young daughters peer at us all in awe from the rib. My mask on securely I lower my face into the water and see the wonders beneath - As another world opens out before me like some vast beautiful green flower. The mask feels alien, like an octopus With suckers over my nose and mouth. A tube with which to breathe above the surface from below, bubbles - "Don't suck the water in" the instructor reminds us, "Keep your head above the water and gradually descend"; It is in this descent that freedom lies - To breathe underwater with them, Share the same space, Face to face, No mask for them just whiskers. Puppy-dog eyes on your seal-pup face So c...

Examinations Everything has been building to this day - Self-expectations, to cope, weigh heavy, And as you enter the room The light stings your bleary eyes, The smell of cleaning products dominates, The clock ticks too loudly,  “You may start now”. Papers rustle And pen-lids click and drop like thunder Onto hard shiny tables With metal legs that squeak and scrape Just like the chair legs As your classmates fidget Taking your eyes’ and ears’ attention, You aim to sit still But feel the tags and seams from your clothes Sinking into your skin, The windows cast reflections on every surface Which make you wonder - Are the clouds shaped like that because… That cereal I had is still in my teeth, I'll just clear that then I'll be settled, I feel thirsty But if I drink I'll need the loo And I can't be going now, or later, And anyway what if I lose my train of thought?  I must focus…  Yes I must focus… But what if I… That smell is rank! Can you stop rustling your papers please? ...

For Adrienne It's one of those end of an era days So I'd just like to say... Thanks for the shelters, The encouragement to be helpers. The high times, The low times, You got us through them all times. The camaraderie  The cakes, the tea, But most of all the sincerity... Because you put the meaning in the word Support, The oil that runs the cogs in the machine, that's what you've always taught. From Environment and Property, Economic and Community Infrastructure, and Facilities, Scientific Services, Trading Standards And Children and Families - We thankyou,  And wish you, All the very best. A.Wensley 27.03.2026

No longer a kids party This is no longer a kids party No jelly and ice cream here, No towers of fairy cakes Topped with a cherry No, fawning a smile, insincere. I made a mistake with the doughnuts They make you fat it would appear, No takers for cake No chocolate intake No, let's all just get out of here. This is no longer a kids party The pop's fallen flat oh oh dear, You can't win 'em all Have Vegan food? Ball... Yes, plant-based food here comes in spheres. I made a big spread with cool fillings Sandwiches quartered, for real! BBQ chicken wings Lots of fun tasty beige things It went down well, so-so, surreal... Because this is no longer a kids party The talk's not of fun vibes I feel, For these young adults Have their own minds, their own cults, Quit Mum, no nostalgic ideal! A Wensley 19.03.2026