Musca Domestica
I came home as usual after work and Lily was gone. Her absence struck me like a wrecking ball. The air inside was bachelor-stale and my mouth filled with bile. […]
I came home as usual after work and Lily was gone. Her absence struck me like a wrecking ball. The air inside was bachelor-stale and my mouth filled with bile. […]
With borders drawn, on maps and carved through hearts, and barbed with fences, walls and words; it’s the day democracy destroys itself. But you have a choice to close your […]
Kayla watched the waves rolling in, each one was another blow, she braced herself, not yet ready to face Nick. He had been drinking. “Your dress shows cleavage”, predicted fuse […]
Dust and trash. I can neither live on memories nor leave my past. I hear your laughter in every book you read, I smell betrayal in the withered daffodils you […]
“Down below… you have to dig deeper” The four men were masked, clad in rubber clothing, they had spades, but mostly they tore through the grass and mud with gloved […]
Running in the slow lane
The view from here ... Or here!
“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.” — Albert Einstein
chronicling my quarter life crisis
Now we see through a glass, darkly
rejuvenatement - not retirement
words and scribble.
The Quantumverse
Poetry, haiku. Life, word play, puns, free verse
About fantastical places and other stuff