I walk through the field towards a solitary rock. The sheep regard me with contempt. I suspect that the rock marks an important site. There’s nothing to indicate that this is so, except for a feeling within me. I stand toe to toe with the modest monolith. The feeling intensifies. I KNOW that this rock … Continue reading Solitary Rock
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Top of the Line
Franklin Xavier-Moore pulls out his rip-stop nylon compression sack and unbuckles the polyethylene clips. He tugs and out pop the carbon fibre tent poles and 5000mm polyurethane coated inner-tent. The polyester tent fly is stuck in the stuff sack with the titanium pegs and Kevlar guy wires. A shake of the stuff sack liberates them … Continue reading Top of the Line
The Storm
I am so scared. I go to the window and see outside, I mean, I see what it is possible to see. The clouds are so black that even though it is midday, I do not see a single thing - only shadows. The TV is still working but my phone is dead. I do … Continue reading The Storm
The Sun and the Rain
The sky was menacing on one side of the house. On the other side it was sunny, lovely and happy. It is just one of those things. Amelia was going to get married on that day. Her father told her that she wouldn't receive any monthly alimony if she didn't agree to marry the candidate … Continue reading The Sun and the Rain
Old and Decrepit
I am so old, dirty, touched, creased, than I can't believe that anybody will love me ever again. I am being told that I was beautiful, intelligent, mesmerizing, inspiring and well spoken. I am remembered as funny. I have been living under the same roof for longer than I can remember. Once I was new. This … Continue reading Old and Decrepit