Feb 24, 2012 | Featured, Fiction, My Lies, Poetry |
i saw a lady as she walked she walked with grace flowers fall like confetti petals o’er pavement, like slow snow she walked with purpose i saw a lady as she approached she spoke with care yet still mine heart did burst into flame the fire in my chest, like a...
Dec 26, 2011 | Fiction, Short Stories |
Eupompus Gave Splendour to Art by Numbers”He was, of course,” said Emberlin, “occupied in giving splendour to Art by Numbers. And this, as far as I can gather from Zuylerius, is how it all happened. He just suddenly fell in love with numbers head...
Nov 27, 2011 | Fiction, Poetry |
This is the Night Mail crossing the border, Bringing the cheque and the postal order, Letters for the rich, letters for the poor, The shop at the corner and the girl next door. Pulling up Beattock, a steady climb: The gradient’s against her, but she’s on...
Nov 20, 2011 | Fiction, Short Stories |
What The Water Feels Like To The Fishes Like the fur of a chinchilla. Like the cleanest tooth. Yes, the fishes say, this is what it feels like. People always ask the fishes, ‘What does the water feel like to you?’ and the fishes are always happy to oblige....
