I can die now that you have fed me

Blue cloudless skies beamed through the open windows. She cursed at them. He heard her and gently squeezed her hand. She gasped for air. He squeezed her hand again, this time tighter, and with desperation. They couldn’t wait for such weather in the past, they would...

The Woman With the Heavy Basin

She was all skin and veins, and a lot of bones. Her complexion was the colour of parched earth, painted by the tropical sun. Her throat trembled as she sucked desperately on her spit. Her head, expertly balanced a large basin full of cut pieces of pineapple, mango and...

The Green Green Grass of Home

It doesn’t stink anymore. It smells of earth, organic and wholesome. The mud sticks to my bare feet and begins a slow, devious crawl up my knees. I want it to. My jeans are a goner. There are flecks everywhere, I have this impulse to wallow in it. I’m in a trench that...

My Son

The screech of burning tyres and the piercing rev of the engine, sends a shiver down my spine. He’s finally out of my hair. Must be withdrawal symptoms as I struggle to keep away from the blinds. It is easier this way. My nightly vigils are over, he must learn. It’s...

Chaos from Order

Let there be light. Yes, order from chaos. We all know this phrase and use it, sometimes meaninglessly. I know I have. Organising your book shelf, arranging the study, the list is inexhaustible. But chaos from order. Ever thought about that? Now that’s a...