You’ve likely been involved in the lively world of e-commerce in some way, shape, or form, where the digital streets are always buzzing with activity! Even with the crowd, there are still some neat little spots ripe for the picking, waiting for fresh ideas and energetic entrepreneurs. Let’s take a look at five e-commerce markets […]
Rallentando (making peace with mud)
In order to preserve footgear of urban sophisticate, I slither free, laces still tied. Evening greens fizz: I have to go to the grass… under branches. My toes burrow in blood-warm ooze. Ghosts of sunshine. Wriggle feet down through surface soft to the stone cold earth. I lean in bark furrows. ‘Hello dear. What took […]
Memento Mori – 100 words
Memento Mori Sunday afternoon: (freshly unified) council recycling point. (Family estate) cars cluster –household waste only. Can’t actually recycle. Don’t think too hard about the garbage mountain: final resting place. Vehicles gape – last stage decluttering. Pitch the cracked mirror into the skip where it teeters on the roof of a derelict toy-car garage. Rug […]
If love was rain – 68 words
If love was rain Check the forecast. Again. Unseasonably damp or drought? Incantation for precipitation. Then, ah -refreshing, quenching, fresh. Plashing, plopping. You know -green shoots, petrichor, yada. Stand barefoot, gasping and drenched – torrentially triumphant. Drinking it deep until – there’s floods, cancellations. Driving drizzle and damn – now the roof leaks. Drips […]
seaside conversation – 100 words
The love of laundry – 100 words
The love of laundry Your clothes are puddled, shorts, pants, socks nested. Pocket with a lolly stick broken in three place and two seashells, not from the same creature. It smells of your outdoors body. The evidence of slide tackles will need that pink stuff, so I rub it in with my finger. Later […]
A visit from my imaginary lover – 100 words
Another thing you can’t trust – 100 words
Another thing you can’t trust They are only a generation from wolves, with blood on their teeth and head-back baying. Why would it stay when you tell it to? Instead, it’ll sit for a bit until a more interesting smell whistles shrill, from over there. And it will be gone. Not, of course, intending […]