Solitary Dreamer

She was sitting down on the raised edge of the pavement in broad daylight, squinting at nowhere in particular. It was a hot afternoon. She sat there quietly, lost and absentminded. A car honked past, breaking her reveries. What was it that she was thinking about?  She got up suddenly and adjusted the huge bag […]

Stormy Night

While she lay in bed wide awake, suddenly the darkness cracked for a split second as the lightening bolt snaked into her room through the open window. Coiled up inside, wrenching apart parts of the darkness and then merged away into the shadows once again. The thunder roared like an angry beast expressing it’s thirst. […]

Pendulum 

The sunlight mellowed as it rested on the metal head of the lamp post. It was a late winter afternoon. Sitting alongside the glass wall of the cafe that overlooked the busy street across, she sat stirring a cup of coffee lost in her own thoughts. She was thinking about her mother and wondering how […]

Freefall

I have sex in a dark room without fans. A room filled with cigarette smoke and the smell of tobacco mixed with the rank stench of beer and vomit, heavy in the air, waiting to settle down on our bare bodies like dust in an old storeroom. I lie there on the hard plank thinking […]

Void

​You feel static, existing in a void. Some kind of a claustrophobic emptiness. So grey. Almost noiseless, like dry yellow leaves falling on soggy mud. Like snow. Little snowflakes descending silently on everything, the trees, the land, the roofs, the empty wooden benches in the park, the top of the street lamps. Enshrouding the whole […]

Solivagant

Early morning when she picked up her bagpack and left the house, it was still dark outside. The wind had stopped blowing, every sound was holding its breath, waiting for the dawn to break. As she walked down the empty street, she felt like the only person awake in the whole sleeping neighbourhood. On her […]

You are, you

You have flaws, Some little things amiss, Just a wee bit misfit; In this world of clumsy people, You are one more klutz. Walking down the busy street You are one more bobbing head, Bustling through the afternoon traffic Just another pair of legs, In the sea of crowd You are but a tiny drop. […]