Picks of the Month
May
Alien Murmuration - Chapter 14 (1991)
Mum is screaming at me again. I cover my ears and lay my head on the table. “You can’t just block it all out! You have to live this life!” I don’t...
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- 999 reads
Ranthambore
Ranthambore Morning humidity with rising haze, sub-continental sun, indigo skies, arcane land-ship of silent voyeurs, clicking cameras and stoical...
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- 1604 reads
April
Waves .4
I don’t know what’s worse, living on the Grove Estate or goin to Katherine Bails.
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- 1550 reads
This Green Isle
DoodleWhimsy of old, remastered.
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- 2063 reads
March
the frog pond at equinox
the frog pool at equinox a pool, of deep brown velour, sumptuous folds catch clouds in reverse, a wish of sunlight tucked in at the bottom then...
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- 1249 reads
Goatie
MIASMA. That’s the word I was trying to remember. It’s all a bit stupid. It doesn’t really exist in the same way it did then as an invasive force. But you’ve still got the hangover of the word hanging like a bad smell.
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- 2249 reads
February
The Lion's Mouth - Part 1
Venice in the 14th century was a hotbed of conspiracies and intrigues. The secret police had placed lion- shaped letter boxes on the walls of the city so that citizens could inform on one another if they believed treachery was being committed.
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- 1386 reads
January
PROFILE
Frank and I were introduced at a party in Argentina, where we both had been living for some months. He was English and I was Canadian, but we were...
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- 1631 reads
She said her name was Winter
After the party, I marked her Just as the colours drained In her gelid crystal necklace Blowing out the lights And hushing the wild creatures She was...
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- 1511 reads
December
The Flat on Ashburn Hill
Another ghost story
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- 1113 reads