What Remains
The legacy of a strong presence, it had been a long time since we had visited a cottage called Cold Place, mud and dust, global spider webs over objects abounded…
On The Road To Damascus
Walking around in Parameters of time the tin drum played a tune, calling all to the altar, to the altar and the shrines with a fizz for the past and…
Why doesn’t Britain make things any more?
In the past 30 years, the UK’s manufacturing sector has shrunk by two-thirds, the greatest de-industrialisation of any major nation. It was done in the name of economic modernisation –…
HOWL
I am the wolf in the sky you’ll hear me when I howl at the moon, I am the supernatural a mother of the night, calling my clan over the…
Stood A Man & His Young Daughter
In the southern part of a south Asia a country near a border that shall be nameless, stood a man and his young daughter the man’s daughter wished to attend…