The bus rocks. I catch my sleepy head before it lolls. There is an insistent buzzing from behind, like a bluebottle, if bluebottles were the size of a safari animal. I imagine it taking up the wheelchair space, crouching iridescent and pulpy, vibrating, goggle-eyed. I can’t bring myself to look.
Anoushka Yeoh is a writer from London and a mother of two. She studied Biomedical Sciences, made an ill-advised segue into the Law and now writes about motherhood, neurodiversity and deafness. She is currently studying for an MA in Creative Writing at Birkbeck, University of London.
Love the last line!