I have been tagged. Needless to say, this is not because I am lying on a slab of granite in the industrial concrete surroundings of a freezing cold mortuary, with a piece of yellowing card attached to my big toe and a frowning pathologist leaning over my corpse to examine the contents of my stomach […]
Lately, I have found myself feeling surprisingly Carefree. I appreciate that this may come as a shock to many of you, especially those who continue to labour under the fond misapprehension that I forever carry the woes of the world, not to mention the argumentative angels and demons of my own pesky conscience, on my […]
I am the whisper the whisperer the shy of voice the pause that becomes a cadence I am the word between the words after the rise and before the fall I am the dead air that even in ownership of silence beats with a heart of possibility I am the emptiness in your lungs between […]
Oh, the plans. The plans I had. Each of them scrawled on crumpled paper, folded and folded again for good measure and secrecy until they bulged with so much promise and barely repressed youthful vigour. Thoughtlessly stuffed in careworn pockets patched over sternums and alongside thighs, warm enough to sleep well — all too well […]
“Ah yes, good evening. Can I order for collection? Thanks. I’d like one no.39, please — egg foo yung. One no.73 — the kung po chicken. Two 137’s — that’s the extra special fried rice with extra rice and the extra special, um, stuff. You know, the stuff I like on it? Oh, I’ve no […]