Mum and Dad are away for the weekend. In a house where a little fox terrier is growling at her … More
Tag: prose
Small Stone #6 January 2013
Slumberous I feel the hairs on my legs rise though the night’s heat has me sweating. My hand on my … More
Cenotaph
Winding his way between the cars, it comes as a surprise to find himself leaving the smoothness of the tar … More
47 days and counting…
My birthday is coming up. For me it’s an important one. I’ll have reached 53. (For those of you who … More
Prose – Real Love – My Universal Truth
Jane Austen begins my favourite book of hers with a universal truth, as she saw it. My universal truth is … More
