In the hushed caramel of dusk, a face puckered and pale against the ice cold pane watched the children, cheeks … More
Tag: writing
Words
Words tantalize me. I disappeared into them as a child, on journeys that would otherwise have been withheld from me. … More
Two-Headed Coin
You said you’d love me, till I lay cold in a box of walnut with silver handles; now I turn … More
The Hunt
Rounded yellow eyes track movement up a wall, life’s short
Tui
standing out amongst the dawn chorus a lone Tui takes the solo
Notes
A new CD, the notes bounce across the carpet.
Envelope
An envelope larger than the rest, familiar scrawl I’m not forgotten
Rupert
yellowed pages from 1910 his words dislodge perception
Requiem for the alien
Her brown eyes stare at the Y fork in the road. As he turns the car left, she’s back in … More
Mask
# concealed in the reflection, my shattered face a broken self #