scott probstEven though we don’t realise it, we are writing the history of the end of the world.If we were to write a story about a disaster, then it would be full of screaming, and violence, and death that we would recognise as a…Mar 19, 2019Mar 19, 2019
scott probstMurmurationThe autumn evening comes again, and the sound of the parrots in the plaza below builds. I walk out on to the balcony to listen. They are…Apr 23, 2018Apr 23, 2018
scott probstThe DuckSitting around the duck pond at uni was one of my life’s great pleasures for those years. It was free, in nearly every way. It cost…May 31, 2016May 31, 2016