I’ve got nothing to say; nothing to write about today. So this day passes without a word being written. Same thing tomorrow. And the day after. Before you know it, the year is over, and not a word is put down. No. That year’s not this year. Just 10 minutes […]
One grey tick, then two. Now wait for ticks to turn blue. Love, I’ll wait for you.
Give me aMerc; a Porche; a Bugatti;A Fiat; a Bentley; no, give me a Ferrari.Give me the speed; the space; the luxury! I could just imagine myself sitting in one of those perfect cars. Hands on wheel, jazz playing softly in the background, driving down a lonely country road in […]
The city of Sophronia is made up of two half-cities. In one there is the great roller coaster with its steep humps, the carousel with its chain spokes, the Ferris wheel of spinning cages, the death-ride with crouching motorcyclists, the big top with the clump of trapezes hanging in the […]
Today was an awful day. It started with me waking up a little later than hoped. I’d planned to go in earlier, get a head start on the tons of work I’d left outstanding from the previous day. But by the time I managed to get to the station it […]
“Just smile and wave boys,” he said, as he walked out of the office door. We were going for lunch, and our poor colleague was stuck with the boss. It was a Madagascar reference. A cute, funny scene. But what it reminded me of was a poem by Stevie Smith; […]
Flowers grow on dirt; manure. On diamonds? Never. May I be like dirt. May those who encounter me grow and bloom.
My child. Makes me mad as hell. Then looks at me, says, “sorry” with a look in his eyes that tells me he really means it. Hell no longer, I wonder what it was that I was so angry about.
Just the other day I stood waiting to cross the street. As the cars passed in front of me I started thinking about how odd it’d be if one of these cars were to veer a little to the left. Maybe a crying child; maybe a bad day at work; […]
We act very much as if we were on a voyage. What can I do? I can choose out the helmsman, the sailors, the day, the moment. Then a storm arises. What do I care? I have fulfilled my task: another has now to act, the helmsman. If the weather […]