Cherrypicked stories

THE BANK It is a single-story, solid little building that sits on the Northwest corner of Seneca Street and Seneca Parkside, on the South side of...

We drove back along the way we came. The nearest petrol station was just off Crow Road. The engine chugged and wheezed before it cut out. I flicked...

Earth's first touch for reaching sun, iron age hill fort looks out over ground held in molten blue, above all sound, save wind's unseen tongue...

I stumbled past ranks of wilting bracken and tepid water turning green with algae. Tenement buildings in straight lines and a clutter of housing...

I’d been sleeping in the Bongo. It was a better home than some of the guys I drunk with during the day had down by the canal. We were off grid, near...

“In antiquity, life was nothing but silence. Noise was really not born before the 19th century, with the advent of machinery. Today noise reigns supreme over human sensibility.” Luigi Russolo Not for much longer. I am equivocal about that. Image is from google books, the book is out of print and in the public domain.

Twilight not just an apparition but a true taste of Nature silent as a bat flipping wings into the solace of a glassy lake- colours whispering in our...

Crime doesn't pay.

My phone rang. Dave seemed almost as surprised as me. He thought my phone so ancient naval flags would operate it. I took my Noika into the lobby to...