• Lost Sounds Under Dying Trees (Prose)

    Authored: October 14, 2023 Next time you see someone who feels cast out, be there for them.You don’t even always have to say anything.Some people truly have nobody but themselves in this cold hard cruel world.Some people are on the brink of breaking.Some are on the edge of collapse.Some cave in because they feel like…


  • Kensington Ave. Philadelphia, PA. Camera 2

    Authored: October 11, 2023 Rubbish litters the footpathA rat comes out to forageSurrounded by lost humans in a mazeOn this curbside a littany of acts succumb to the nightAn old man checking the rubbish for foodA young woman falling asleep on stepsA small crowd passing a needle amongst themA drugged-out man starts to undress.A woman…


  • Fragments of Memories / Memories I Hold Onto

    Authored: October 3, 2023 To go back to those moments and cherished them.As if it were your lastEven though they were your lastI can’t help it but wonder,“What if”.What if I didn’t go with them?What if I stayed with those two friends?What if I never took his steps?What if….You can’t just keep repeating the same…


  • “My Head is Empty, These Fleeting Moments.” (Prose)

    Authored: September 14, 2023 It hurts sometimes, to let go of someone you held so dearly, it’s like when they leave, so does a part of you, I tell you what, I’ve been in about 7 relationships that I thought were going great, until one way or another, they weren’t, and I was powerless to…


  • Malachite (Prose)

    Authored: August 30, 2023 “Do you remember, when once the skies were blue?” she whispered into the wind against bare branches of worn-out trees.Upon a branch observed a creature, not entirely animal but not entirely human. Something in between.”….The Unnamed felt the last faint twinges of an old but potent emotion. It was a vague…


  • The Ash That Hit Us Like Snowflakes (Prose)

    Authored: August 26, 2023 On the Horizon, we witnessed the burning of Nature, if only we could hear the screams of ancient beings perishing. Everything had turned. The heat indexes rose. The air thick and putrid, barely healthy to breath. This night, the air hot, the ground cold. A rageful cold.We tried to run, to…


  • “…. Crisis is the final crisis of capitalism” (Prose)

    Authored: August 24, 2023 Tracing your parched lips with a cloth of cold water, looking down at you. All around us, the fallen many succumbed to the unyielding heat. This was the “great march” of the first climate refugees. Borders meant very little now as famine and water shortages drove whole populations on the move.I…


  • Maelstrom of Derealisation (Prose)

    Authored: August 13, 2023 I have spent a lot of today doing some writing away from social media. A day of peace, tranquility and inner calm before another week of work, of tasks and dealing with the vagaries of life.Life haunts us. Our decisions and actions haunt us. The probity of apathy immersed us. Our…


  • “Per ardua ad astra” (Prose)

    Authored: August 10, 2023 “It got to the point where he didn’t even look up at the sky anymore as he blundered back and forth. The human mind had evolved for just one universe, he thought. How much of this crap was he supposed to take? He felt exhausted, resentful, bewildered.“Wait.”He paused. He had loped…


  • Untitled Prose

    Authored: August 8, 2023 Distant streetlights flickering in the distance, under the heat of another day drawing to a close. There is no rain to be had, no coolness to come. The last Southerly now a distant memory. Some will say in some forlorn future, how they missed the cooling buster of yesteryear.The trees are…