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Chapter One Tom dreamt of golden triangles. They flew at him in flashy arrays, lighthouses at their tips, framing seas below. He didn't want to be...

His heart is clawing against his ribcage, trying to find a gap big enough to break through. The pain in the depth of his neck suggests he has slept...

The landscape expands, rushing over undulating roads it is hard to appreciate the shades of blue, the sparrows silhouettes, the tree's claws grasping...

The car turned the corner and I could see an old man with a long beard , bare bodied perched on the median seperating the two lanes on the highway...

He wasn’t really a Reverend; he was a god- botherer who could out-bible any trained-up taker of the cloth. We just called him that. I found him...

Rain sews stitches in your vision, obstructed views. Steam flows in ribbons twisting upward from the lip of the scummy kettle, thick, white, hardened...

PREFACE: I feel sorry for cows. They stand ALONE in the wind, rain, snow and worse. This is animal humour, but it does parallel humanity. Humans spend more time and energy trying to be something or someone else instead of embracing and nourishing who they are. In the end, Daisy realized that being a cow wasn’t a bad thing.

Twice over the next several days the village was assailed, firstly by a lone wolfang and second by a slugula, a giant slug beast with a hard back...

I live in a garret, perched on the top floor, I live in a garret, perched on the top floor, Its so peaceful when I’m locked behind my door. I live in...