I would slit my wrists to give you meaning. I bleed my unformed thoughts to show you truth. Yet, is it helping anyone, or am I as superficial as the next 'blogger’, posting a premature idea to be an early entry on the daily prompt ? I was contemplating a creative way to communicate the... Continue Reading →
It was a mid-morning start, which meant the traffic was a little lighter and the gangs of retirees were taking over the cafes. I pulled up next to a trendy family car - Upper middle class. I couldn’t see the driver. All I could see was the left arm of the passenger. The wrist was... Continue Reading →
Nightmare – The Tree
A dead tree alone in a dessert. Burnt, it’s branches claw at the sky. Slowly, the scene tilts. The sky now below, the dessert above. The tree hangs like a gothic chandelier.