At the point just before the sun begins its slow descent, I contemplate how life is merely a string of questions without any clear answers. We’re placed here without reason. We float like dandelion florets in the breeze. Tiny pieces of magic. Brilliant, soft, and then gone. We could spend our lives trying to figure… Read more

Turning over my hands, I observe the lines that crisscross my palms. The folds in the skin show I’m getting old. Old like the canny trees and the cunning stones that jut out of the dried mud at my feet. This skin that’s wrapped around my bones, it’s worn and blotchy. A sign of poor… Read more

The light of the sun reflects upon the leaves of the trees. It caresses the blades of grass beneath my feet, kissing each one as they twist and turn in the warm summer wind. The insects on the ground and the birds in the sky celebrate the meaning of life without even knowing. They worship… Read more

Together we walk down a path carved into a field of green. The fox leading, with me following close behind. I can see the town sprawled out in all directions from up here. The numerous roads and lanes resembling the branches of a dead tree, and yet despite its flaws, it looks almost beautiful. Turning… Read more

Lying on my back with the sun on my face, time comes to a halt. I’m listening to Mogwai. There are no other sounds. No distractions. In a field miles from nowhere, I’m at one with nature, and nature’s at one with me. My skin’s turning red. Forgot to bring any lotion. Doesn’t matter. Let… Read more

On a blanket in the sun I drift far and wide. On this magic carpet of mine, I write my words as if they were the very essence of life itself. Perhaps one day I’ll write books that to some are considered magical. Perhaps the pages will pull them in, like a lasso around the… Read more

With the wind in her hair, she floats around until landing in the cemetery on the outskirts of town. Trudging through the knee-high wet grass, she lifts teddy onto her shoulders. Ain’t letting you get mucky, she says. It’s spooky and kooky, and she’d rather be somewhere warm, but she’s come to pay her respects.… Read more

Removing the shoelace from her right boot, she loops one end around her wrist and the other around the arm of her prized teddy bear. That way you won’t get lost, she tells him. Looking out across town as it pulses with the sounds of music and giddy laughter, she holds teddy close to her… Read more

X is at the fair. She’s eating donuts and licking the sugar from her fingers as the smoke of exploding fireworks obscures the sight of the full moon above. Sniffing the scent of gunpowder in the air, she eyes up all the stalls and the people playing games trying so hard to win cuddly toys… Read more

I’m in this store taking refuge from the unbearable heat outside. Sweat’s dripping down the nape of my neck causing my shirt to stick to my skin, so I move over to the fridges and stand there admiring a plethora of chilled goods. Picking up a can of Dr Pepper, I bring it to my… Read more