Coronavirus

Fear of the Improbable

Side effect roulette: one in a million?

Oxymoronic Mask Mandate

The paradox of ‘’protective’’ half-measures

Half-Masked Solution

Another entry in the annals of “coronaphobia”

I Miss Your Touch

A poem

I miss your touch, mum,
your hands cupping my face,
reborn, a child is a child
forever.

The Uncanny Semblance

A poem on Corona-virus, Men, Women and Karma

Four-Billion-Year Tantrum

Stomps rattle the stairs  in an adolescent huff.

The Plight of the Cloud Minders

Essential workers toil away, businesses are struggling, and a large…

Dear August

‘Do us all a favour, will you?’