Sometimes I forget how to feel

Published in the 2017 Blue Fringe Arts 25th Anniversary Short Story and Poetry Anthology.Sometimes I forget how to feel Sometimes I forget how to feel. And a hand lingers in front of my face as I envision every muscle movement. Fingers dancing and curling in slowly as they will against my thoughts. And as I picture my synapses … Continue reading Sometimes I forget how to feel

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So lost (part 4) – a minuscule musings series

The following is a part of a 'minuscule musings' series. It's more like a work in progress for a larger piece, a short story. I aim to add to it each week, and hopefully something fluid will come of it! Read part one Read part two Read part three Betrothed to what was stolen from … Continue reading So lost (part 4) – a minuscule musings series

So lost (part 3) – a minuscule musings series

The following is a part of a 'minuscule musings' series. It's more like a work in progress for a larger piece, a short story. I aim to add to it each week, and hopefully something fluid will come of it! Read part one Read part two Read part four And not for me, she'll ever … Continue reading So lost (part 3) – a minuscule musings series

So lost (part 2) – a minuscule musings series

The following is a part of a 'minuscule musings' series. It's more like a work in progress for a larger piece, a short story. I aim to add to it each week, and hopefully something fluid will come of it! Read part one Read part three Read part four Crestfallen, she falls and I do … Continue reading So lost (part 2) – a minuscule musings series

So lost – a minuscule musings series

The following is a part of a 'minuscule musings' series. It's more like a work in progress for a larger piece, a short story. I aim to add to it each week, and hopefully something fluid will come of it! Read part two Read part three Read part four So lost, she's gone to me. … Continue reading So lost – a minuscule musings series

Tale of the Strigoaicǎ – original

Taken from my university assessment portfolio. Want to read more about the Strigoaicǎ? Read the short story, The Strigoaicǎ - Published in the 2014 Blue Fringe Arts Short Story and Poetry Anthology Read the poem, Strigoaicǎ Winter, 1847 The beast, Strigoaicǎ, had birthed from the sombrous earth, her sleep interrupted, disturbed by my presence. Her body moved, as the sun … Continue reading Tale of the Strigoaicǎ – original

The Beloved

Short story university assessment A travesty preys on me. Autumn misery. At midnight, an unsightly hour, my Love is running to me from the cobblestone streets in London’s misery. I meet her at our doorway and see her tears falling, cascading down her cheeks. Naturally I take her in my arms and try to comfort … Continue reading The Beloved