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 […]
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 […]