Love For That

Love For That

“It’s not about how long we live, but how wide we live”Said someone to me as I was trying to cry secretly on a bench in Kilburn.You’re just like me so that means you’re different.I pray to the east, you pray to the skyBut in London...
The Bell

The Bell

Since her arrival at Imber she had not for one second seriously contemplated leaving. But now, driven by this fit of solipsistic melancholy one degree more desperate, she felt the need of an act: and it seemed that there was only one act which she could perform, to...
The Shipping News

The Shipping News

“If he’d gone on with the others he’d likely have gone into a miserable life. You ask me, Canada was built on the slave labor of those poor Home children, worked to the bone, treated like dirt, half starved and crazed with lonesomeness. See, my father kept in touch...