Walking Up Scafell Pike with My Father

Walking Up Scafell Pike with My Father

After walking a few yards you breathe like someone who has slipped across the border. I am ahead, you are far behind. There are no rest stops on this rocky path to the summit, no hedgerows to distract our lack of common interests or silences broken up with ums and...
Aida’s Princes

Aida’s Princes

          The owl prince was dead. Long live the prince. God save his princess.          As was customary for such funerals, Aida invited her wicked drunk foster mother and no one else because everybody was tired of attending the funerals of her poor “pets”. But...
A Continental Wave

A Continental Wave

  A continental wave driftsacross the world as my gut bursts with laughterlike the mall santa during the holiday season,            A sign of consumerism. My heart doesn’t ache,My mind justwanders as water across a canvasof coated steel. I love it, I can see them     ...