Hamelin I never meant to be so singular. One day the Pied Piper came and led all the other children away but left me here with my defective soul and my callipered heart infesting the...

    A Very Small Kingdom   Once there was a queen who reigned alone over a very small kingdom, three children, a sack of potatoes waiting to be peeled, a sack of smelly garbage...

      Background Noise in the Aquarium Along the carriage a range of headsets and earplugs with bright wires, each one connected to some piece of electronic equipment hidden beneath...

      Ink There was always the urge to continue the writing, to add to the seemingly endless plot of my fictionalized existence. To slit my cerebral wrists and spill the ink onto the...

      Shizm The dogged savant having satisfied his appetence for metathesis, set his mind on those endemic conflations usually subordinated. Tyrannicide or apotheosis? He couldn’t...

    Sarajevo to Dubrovnik Unintentionally we captured a rainbow, the sky half dark and the sun full of energy, mischievous in an affectionate way. Perhaps we had too many coffees or the...

      Doubt He dreams of a church under water where green light ripples along the walls, the altar speckled with fish. Behind him the cavernous dark, the crouching men, teeth bared,...

      Olives The symbolism was as mashed as my nerve: the table set with a chipped and stained antipasto bowl filled with pimento olives drowning in oily marinade. It looked like you...

      Marginalia 20/02/2014 I have started drawing birds in the margins. The space is birds, all the white is birds. “Open your eyes. The light is birds.” And words are birds “As gay...

      Inspiration I stubbed that out with my last cigarette. Friends tell me it is all a passing phase; and that I must feel better. I never felt bad; a little unsociable, a huge lack...