There’s been a plane crash and I am one of the survivors who make camps on a sheet of ice, Antarctica perhaps. There is a perfect circle cut in the snow. I fall in thinking this is cold … Continue reading
If cancer is a gift then I’d like the receipt please, and as my mother said to me once, it’s true you do learn a lot from this disease but Jesus there are easier ways to learn things, and I … Continue reading
I found the monster when I was crossing the parking lot. His diesel claws clicking on sulphur. You said you couldn’t smell it. The tiniest lump of lemon tickled my throat. I was tempted to wipe the screen sterile. I went back to nothing, almost, absolutely, … Continue reading
You paint yourself blue, all dinosaur prints and the worry of trolls eating farmyard goats. I tell you the fences are strong, even if the trolls offered good money, the lady at the gate would never let them in. You … Continue reading
There are stages, gaps in knowledge. Question marks that catch in the throat. The crocodile clock that suddenly ticks louder for me. The lost boys searching for their mother, and those who do not hear the mermaid’s song which murmurs … Continue reading
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Just the possibility of an invasion. Soldiers on the border of surgery with their radiant smiles and bright green skin. Martians with ray guns. But apparently I am the patient and must not make jokes. I must sit in the … Continue reading