It starts with a chill, prickling shift. Loitering behind, just out of sight. A malevolent whiff, fast and sneaky. The fear. I’m not talking about what you get from the roller coaster, the latest Stephen King or sitting alone with Blair Witch again. Neither is it the heebie jeebies brought on by arachnids, heights, clowns […]
Baby – 100 words
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 […]
