Today, I experienced one of those surreal moments where time seems to stand still for just a little while, and everything inside you pays attention. I saw a grizzled, old man. Spine curved with age, he shuffled, unhurried, enjoying the early evening sun on his face. As my gaze started to drift away, I noticed... Continue Reading →
With every word that I write, I remove another layer of skin. One day, I shall find myself again. —Raw.
Flora was a busybody. Nobody at the Garden Club could stand her. Nothing was ever to her standard. Frank had had enough of her griping about his fuchsias. Weeks after she disappeared, even the police were impressed with how they bloomed. 'Aye,' he said, 'new bonemeal.'.
Why do you keep walking through my memories, like one who has earned the right to be there; within me. You are an uninvited exquisite tenderness. Can't you hear my heart whispering, 'Go away.'
"Right," He said, eyes roving over her with interest, "What can you bring to the marriage?" She looked at him as if he were the only man in the room; to her, he was the very oxygen she needed in order to survive, "I will love you with every fibre of my being. Until I... Continue Reading →