The Box

God it's cold . Her frozen lips taking the last drag of the cigarette as if her life depended on it.

Our Father

He had confident safe hands. I wanted hands like that. The knowing hands of a man Who knows how the world works, And how to fix it, when it doesn't. For he is the one to fix things,

Lullaby

Sleep now little angel And rest in your dreams Drift off to your world Of colour, shapes and animal kings Climb the stairs to your kingdom And embrace the world your own Create and enjoy

Rob the Bank

Rob the Bank, soft touch?
Cherry

Missing Years ( Part 9)

Getting the evidence and reality kicking in.

this is joe

This is Joe. He goes to work in a job he doesn’t like For a company he doesn’t believe in In a car that poisons the planet Wearing clothes made in poverty
Cherry

The Anticipated Stranger

(Edit) One last night in Mumbai...the monsoon having just arrived.

The empty house

The house smelled musty, it was cold, still and empty. Your chair was where it always had been, the magazine rack and the reading lamp standing by in case you came back.

A Winter Earned

In the solace of another hard winter, basking in the glory of a summer spent

Field of Dreams

My life is over your life has just begun My choice is taken your decision has not been made My void is empty yours is bursting with life This day is over yours has only begun

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