I see him standing there and a hint of a smile slowly, secretly spreads across my face. For a moment I am without form, without body. The material has faded away and I am untethered, free to float in this… Read More ›
romance
This Thing Like a Bubble
It’s a thing like a bubble. There is something wonderfully magical about it, how it holds its shape, its round perfection, and yet you can see right through it. It lingers, still. It drifts on currents, rising, falling like a… Read More ›
Ghost
There are different corridors in my mind, winding round, over, under, near and far, There are different corridors in my mind, winding round, over, under, near and far, steps leading to steps that abruptly fall away to nothing. It’s something… Read More ›