An extravaganza is a literary or musical work characterized by freedom of style and structure; I know, I’ve checked (thank crunchie for Google!). Given Easter is peeking out just around the corner I thought it would be nice to say hello (yes that’s me coyly waving from behind your neighbour’s wheelie bin) and let you... Continue Reading →
Let’s face it, as advice goes, to never judge a book by its cover is up there with the classic ‘don’t look down’. Hey, it’s okay, we’re all friends here, I’m not passing sentence. I too am guilty of exercising this prejudice. Judging a book by its cover is the literary equivalent of tinder, we... Continue Reading →
Fear not, I’m not about to launch into an evangelical tirade concerning the sugar content of the popular confectionery treat (although in the interests of full disclosure, whatever they pack in those miniscule globules of goodness is enough to see me clean the entire house in under an hour). Rather I wanted to have a... Continue Reading →
If ever there was a season for magic it is autumn. Copper leaves shiver to ground; nature composing a last encore of golden hues before all is seemingly lost to the barren embrace of winter. Though even in the hallowed bowels of decay, shallow breath whispers hope. I used to walk in the closing months... Continue Reading →
Sleep is one of the few companions Aaron Hart has left and even its choice visits have become less frequent. Shadowed by a disquiet and haunted by the loved ones he has committed to earth, his limbs twitch fitfully in slumber, insulated by a makeshift blanket of words. Yet when a shrill cry pierces his... Continue Reading →
Just as a child will eventually cease its cries, so too, every storm will pass, and so it was that upon still waters a piece of driftwood found itself idling toward the cave opening. Millipedes and beetles went about their respective business untroubled as the inconspicuous fragment passed them by and thick roots continued their... Continue Reading →
Torn palms Hollowed chest Dawn halo Shadowed breast Fern brush Wet fur Silver light Fireflies stir Aching heart of cobwebs Ragged claws Silt ebbs Needles spin Silken gauze Earth mouths A human form Coarse pelt A promise shed As whispers line The wolf's bed
Plump tears fall upon hollowed cheeks as Caroline concedes the contrary nature of living. That it has taken pulling upon the fine cord of her own mortality for the world to reveal its beauty; a reluctant blushing bride. Or maybe it is nothing more than a cheap parlor trick, or worse, a desperate plea for... Continue Reading →
It wasn’t necessarily obvious to Jordan why he’d kept the damn thing at first, as he leered out the window, staring daggers at the back of his stepdad who was preparing to wash his car for third time that week. He’d never particularly been a big fan of fruit, unless it came preblended in a... Continue Reading →
Spectral touch Miniature death Body unsheathed Familiar caress Redundant womb Alight in haste Rekindled by knowing chase Stolen breath Rapture bound Soul bequest to stone shroud Timid steps cement her place Where before life erased Emerald moss lines the bed Silently awaiting lovers breath
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