From The Fish
And so we came from the fish climbing the bank and there after came us, presumably as in evolution in the defendants of the rhythm of life in the millions…
We Endure
Many temples in the sacred ground of the Shed. Strange, uneven, wonky things, the flicker in the flame of peace. A shadow of the one still inside, not quite dead,…
But I Wait For a Sign
I do not believe in anything but I wait for a sign, no distinctive movement for the decent, the concerned, the worried, those who lie awake. Feeling helpless at what…
The Little People of The Sausage Roll Kingdom
They were looking for a home in the middle of a very dark and depressing winter. Being so tiny and few they needed food. Android, his shelter frightened of being…
Silence & Grace
Silence & Grace. Silence and Grace ice death. All still, but water runs and streams, make rivers that flow out to the sea. One day they may come back and…