The real question I guess is this: should I feel special?
Well, today I’m taking the side of my feet / They deserve to wiggle their toes
Horns resound throughout the valley as a wave of renewed screaming is carried by the wind to all nooks and crannies of the village.
Solar Zorra’s Pity Party
Melvin wondered when it was his turn to party.
“I dreamt one night of a woman digging through one thousand years of turf and finding my name,” he answered.
Bored and lonely. / Lonely and bored. / I would much rather / that I was adored. / Lots of my friends / just dropping by / to tell me their…
Darkness before the dawn
Are they your wings I hear / throbbing in my ears? / Your feathers touch my shoulders / sloped from burdened years.
… at dinner
his hands smelled of rosemary / when he cupped them ‘round my face / planted a gentle forehead kiss / to atone for his disgrace
The cat purred, jumped on Haddon’s shoulder, gave his cheek a lick, then disappeared.
comforting my friend
For while you’re true to who you are, / serpent’s wish tall poppies fall.
As Roads Minister I was expected to provide perfect roads.
Not only blouses tore
… his bare chest glistening from the humid night, tiny beads of blood sliding across his pectorals …
Something about Bob – HE Deaux
He was staring intently at the burning match in her hand.
HE Deaux snippet
… those who live within the bounds of their empathy are setting themselves apart for living in the real world
… wrinkled helium balloons slowly succumbing to gravity, hinting that inspiration may once have thrived.
Emma Part Deaux – Dressing for the Part (ch…
“I really like that dress,” Vinny muttered. “Emerald is a winner and I think it’s my colour. Bugger, do you think I need to wax?”
Moonlight and sugar fright
While water’s still, they may seem, / beneath it sirens keen
“Pick up that orange skin,” / she shrieked and pointed there / to a corner in my doll house / and a fairly mouldy bear.