Published inScritturai don’t feel like me…puzzle pieces slammed and forced to fit together to create an image of nothing in particular.Jan 71Jan 71
little fir treeFor our little tree, Christmas was a nightmare—a wake-up they hadn’t wished for.Dec 17, 2024Dec 17, 2024
Published inPromptly WrittenWanted: new writers for a new seasonthe audience is getting boredDec 11, 20241Dec 11, 20241
Published inScritturaThe coat that won’t fit.Perhaps it’s time to reject your styling and create my ownDec 10, 20241Dec 10, 20241
Published inPromptly WrittenIt’s all so boringly translucent…Why must winter bring such celebration? Why must the lack of light result in the pack of wild animals seeking one another for comfort…Dec 4, 2024Dec 4, 2024
Published inScritturaEmpty LightningNever has the heart felt so heavy and carried so little.Dec 3, 2024Dec 3, 2024
Published inWeeds & WildflowersA Child’s Christmas TreeIf I had children, today would be the day we would go and get the tree.Dec 1, 20242Dec 1, 20242
Stories About Strangers — 24/06/2024 14:21pmThey don’t get to see each other much anymore. Childhood friends who spent every dry evening climbing trees and earning scraped knees.Nov 24, 2024Nov 24, 2024
Stories About Strangers — 03/03/2024 11:50amThis will be their last meeting — it has to be. They’re too old for this, for dark secrecy and delicious lies.Nov 23, 2024Nov 23, 2024
