Infestation my house is full of purple buzzing bumblebees and tigers laying on the ceiling friends they ask me how I'm dealing with this stressful situation what's with their morbid...

      Perspective   O mother moon vicious eyelash in velvet unblinking judgemental bitch. I can stare at you ‘til morning makes you crayon I can hide you in a forest by moving an...

    Unseen, But Here My autistic son has wings of shadow. I see them when he stands in sunlight; they blossom behind him like dark clots. He giggles under the full sun and a crown of glare...

      Snuff Shakespeare Banquo is dead. Zipped inside a body bag, ringed by Zimmer frames. [Here comes more sugar for the shock. Sweet tea clouds hang.] What will they do now? He’s...

      Home furnishings     Sensing revelation on the fifth floor, she reaches – self-defensively – for tools   and next, she is all pocket: the more combed the colder,...

  Lugworming Two lumps of men on a plate-glass beach vulcanised by their gear like old buddy bull-seals end-on to the horizon slicing through the daily slap of a low ebb without ever touching....

      Slices Bread began to slice the woman. Don’t slice me, cried the woman. Bread had no mercy for women: sliced woman is delicious with husbands and children on top, thought bread...

      Pastoral Care Dry, scaly Mr. Jenkins, history teacher doubling as pterodactyl, had just that one shrivelled slab of advice (over and bloody over, Form One, Form Two, Form...

      Love Hopes Standing in the street, watching her house as if it will walk to me. My heart sits in my mouth, waiting for this to happen, in a matter of time. I want to believe she...