Wild & Improbable Tales – Road to Everywhere

I met him on the road to everywhere. Windows down, the summer kissed air tumbled around me. Cat's eyes stretched away ahead into the unseen distance - an invitation of infinite possibility. He stood half in shadow at the edge of the empty tarmac. Solitary in the twilight. I stopped and asked him where he [...]

Wild & Improbable Tales – Diminished

The old gods are not dead. You might see them, strolling amongst us. No longer robed in power but clad in fraying knitwear and scuffed shoes. They make their homes in unlikely places - the wreck at the end of the pier, the lean-to behind the power substation on a run down estate. Nothing grand [...]

If Hope is the Thing With Feathers

If Hope is the thing with feathers Why does it weigh so heavy on my heart? The lifting of those hopeful wings Seems over before it starts. If Hope is the thing with feathers Where’s the softness? Where’s the smooth? Where’s the chance to leave the ground Without the burden of painful truth? If Hope [...]

Indie Author Life: One Year On

It has been a whole year today since I first sent my little book out into the world. When I published, Thrive, I did it for myself, with very few expectations in the way of sales, reviews or reach. It is a small book with a small readership written with the simple hope that it [...]

Unacceptable – A Poem, An Origin Story, and Thoughts on the Things We’re Not Supposed to Feel

We spend so much of ourselvesTrying not toFeel. Even when we are marked for emotionIt has to beControlled. We can only feelCertain thingsAt certain timesIn certain placesFor certain reasons.And anything that falls outside that tinyImpossibleBox, is completelyUnacceptable. Sometimes I don’t know ifI’m angryAt myself or the world, butI’m angryNonetheless. I would call on the power [...]

Wild & Improbable Tales – Reclamation

It only took a handful of years after the fall for the wild to reclaim the land. It crept and wrapped itself around the hostile world. Mother Nature embracing her unruly child, turning rebellion into submission. All we had built with such disregard crumbed to dust, subsumed by the earth. What is the work of [...]

Absolute Truths

Punctuation is the breath of writing,I used to tell them.It signals the pause and inhale between your words,The lilt of the silent voice that will ring with your stories through their heads.Again and again I would try to explainThis here, not there -Without that, when would you come up for air?You’ll lose all meaningIt won’t [...]

Suppose

Suppose There’s a way To find meaning Even as the world ends Suppose We let the sun warm Our tired faces Even as our carefully constructed world Falls apart around us Look up The sky is clear No longer scarred by our comings and goings Suppose We can find a new way of living Despite [...]