My dear, dear, London,
I have longed for the day on which I may tread your moss-encrusted concrete slabs once more. I so wrongly left you on a hasty exit, for greener, cleaner air with no promise of my return. I had not stopped to think of the consequences a dalliance with the […]
Stand.
Stand up.
Go on, you know you want to.
Stand up and step out, breaking free of the constraints and chains of this horrid regime. Stand up and be counted - make your way through this parade ground, this marching field, only to be told you’re marching in the face of nothing across an abandoned supermarket […]
The driving rain is back again. Three-fifteen am, caught in time, encapsulated by pitter-patter of drop on slate, ink on paper, the storm of words precipitating in the air. It’s never that rainy when you’re not near. But we cannot exercise any self control over who is with us, and who […]
The blue-white light painted tales of caution on the sheen of our eyes. Yet another countless object of transition passes us by. Compared to the rest of these pieces of paper, scrunched tightly into little lead balloons which lay before us, this is just as insignificant as the flutter of speckled sparrow wings […]
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