Fugitive Heart
At the anarchist's gathering. Suddenly, there's this girl with a hank of keys clipped onto the belt of her jeans which hang loosely on her narrow hips. She walks slowly,…
Love Will Not Break Us
Camouflage In a dream he takes a seat in the back row of a meeting room lined with folding chairs. He counts eight people including himself, none of whom he…
This New Sun
I dream of a lonely urban strand beneath a barren sky. Through torn fences and empty yards, they appear. One by one, holding candles to the sun. Light the clouds…
Performance
Act One A performance in a large auditorium. The silence of opening night. Here I am centre stage, lights from above in my eyes. I'm holding onto my script with…
Table Two
The woman from the time machine is here. Hair wrapped in multi-colored cloth. Light brown Maxi dress. Platform sandals. Writing on scraps of paper at table two in this urban…
Shipwrecked
He wakes from a dream flickering in silken darkness silence drifting through a broken window sill covered with the kiss of her fingertips. She was here once, now gone but…
The January After Turning 65
Two Weeks Before. A frozen morning. Outside, an army of bone white trees. An icy clear sky. Birds pecking at the kitchen window. He says, 'it's only a number' the…
19th December
And we find ourselves here again. On the trembling edge of a new year. Expectation cast into the unknown. The desire for closure; close the book, see it gone, tucked…