The Rosebush and The Brier – Part One
Short Story John trudged in the knee high waters in the flooded streets of the peninsula. Walking towards what he thought was the inland. He’d decided to ride out the storm and was...
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A Quiet Walk
Poem On a late night walk On a beach or Even more so middle of nowhere, which is believed to be peaceful. Have you walked The sand of the ocean’s front On a summer...
Spring Rain
Poem They take you by surprise, the squares, circles, cubes and triangles falling from the sky on your way back from a day in war. They smile at you like little children expecting words...
A Girl And A Ghost
Short Story “Are you a ghost?” she asked. I laughed. “Not exactly,” I said. “Do I look like a ghost?” “A little,” she said. “You’re shiny blue. Ghosts always look shiny blue.” I cocked...
An Immortal’s Suicide
Short Story He watched, agitated, as they died around him. Family after family, loved one after loved one, it didn’t matter. They would grow old, get sick. Always the same. Always by himself at...
