Clocks are supposed to strike hours, not people. But this one wasn’t following the script. He couldn’t get it out of his…
The sky was struggling, you could see that. As if the effort of prising the slabs of night apart enough to allow a thin…
It’s a pattern I’ve developed, a carefully choreographed set of moves. Or maybe a better analogy is stage directions…
Looking up he can see two white vapour trails etched into the hazy sky. He turns lazily in the bed, twisting so that he can…
The road snaked upwards and towards the distant forested slopes of mountains. Dust swirled around its edges where the heavy trucks…
Five doors closing quietly in the early morning. Five couples crossing the threshold, moving out to merge with an outside world still…
I remember it was hot. Sticky, sweaty, made something as simple as walking seem a huge effort. Finding a way…
It started quietly enough. An innocuous idea; why don’t we get a rabbit, something for Lara to have as a lockdown…