Happening again

Ghost stories


Seeing Ahead

An experiment in voice with a nod to M.R. James

Voice in the Garden

Night in an isolated house and something unresolved.


The best of him was his mind. The thought came to me as I stood in his front room, turning over the pages of the book I’d found on the coffee table.

That is the Door I Will not Go Through

Through the doorway I can see the trunk of a tree two hands round. From its base, grass spreads, today dressed in dew. I’m not sure what’s beyond,...