Brown
Of course, I did spare a thought for a little boy I'd seen earlier that day. He was kneeling on the other side of the street, sobbing away to himself. On the ground in front of him, a small white dog was lying dead. But I knew he'd soon get over it. After all, it...
Red Dirt Marijuana
Razor Fight You ain't change much, is you boy?" said Big Nail. C.K. leaned forward over his glass and seemed to consider it very seriously. "Well, I don't know, they's some people say I ain't - then they's others say I just a little faster than I used to be, that's...
Letter to D – A Love Story
Ecology became a way of life and a daily practice for us, although that did not stop us from feeling that what was needed was a completely different civilisation. I'd reached the age where you ask yourself what you've done with your life, what you would have liked to...
Blood not paint
They held up a stone. I said, 'Stone.' Smiling they said, 'Stone.' They showed me a tree. I said, 'Tree.' Smiling they said, 'Tree.' They shed a man's blood. I said, 'Blood.' Smiling they said, 'Paint.' They shed a man's blood. I said, 'Blood.' Smiling they said,...
Letter to D – A Love Story
You refused to follow the fashion and had your own ideas about what to wear. You refused to let advertising or marketing supply you with needs you didn't feel. On holidays, we'd stay either 'with a family' in Spain, or in modest hotels or guesthouses in Italy. It...