Stories

  • Moon Brother

    I liked Richie; Richie was cool in the older boy way that younger boys idealise them.…

  • Comfort in the stars

    Comfort in the stars… Awake before dawn. Awake as mist once clinging to colder stones eases…

  • A recurring memory

    A recurring memory, I must have been in my middle twenties: walking home at 5am in…

  • A MAP OF AFRICA

    Again asleep, adrift on an ocean of mud, sliding deeper into the maw of death. When,…

  • Driving through Paignton

    Been fifteen years since I was last here, here with Lois and a different self. I’m…

  • Colleen

    Colleen lived with an older man in some way I was never able to quite fashion.…

  • One Holds the Love…

    She’s sitting now; magazine on lilac knee length skirted lap, coffee by her side. Resting for…

  •  Static:

    Static, soft as rain thru’ canvas pours from conversations. “We don’t conversate no mo’!”  She yells…

  • Fever

    Sunny afternoons and childhood games, Robert and I swimming in the pool over the next hill.…

  • Fishponds

    I’ve yet to discover a medical term for this compulsion but compulsion I believe it is:…