Fiction

  • What Do You Need?

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  • Changed

    The skies opened and the earth looked up. ‘My friend,’ said the dry earth, ‘is trying to drown me.’ Days passed. The sky shone golden orange and the grass mounds of the south glistened, abundant in emerald foliage. The earth… Continue reading

  • Serious

    Why so serious? When all you need to know is: I am human. So are you. Why paint our condition with news voices and walls that keep us stuck in the rat race of clown face. Have we become but… Continue reading

  • Dissolved

    I am a body. But I am dissolved by the blinding light of destiny. Here I spin, longing to escape the heavenly dream that hurtles through the soft and quick of me. Catch me, hold me still. Oh, the aching,… Continue reading

  • Sun and Moon, Unconditionally

    ‘Sun?’ ‘Yes, Moon?’ ‘Why are the humans always so angry, do you think?’ ‘Because Moon, they haven’t realised that, like us, they have the ability to shine.’ ‘They do? So why don’t more of them shine, then? If they can,… Continue reading

  • Darling Day 14. Liberation

    Crisp walls and lavender fresh linen. It was her mother who insisted on such drastic perfection and, until now, it had never occurred to Geraldine that life had the option to be anything other than perfect. She would be forty… Continue reading

  • Some News and Some Waffling

    Hello, my very bloggy friends. 🙂 How are you all? (We’re good, Brooke. How are you?) Oh, I’m fine, thanks for asking. Ha ha ha. I’m being an idiot— I’ll shut up now. 😛 I’m popping in with the ‘me’… Continue reading

  • Fear

    ‘Sun?’ said Moon, as she wandered along the path of cloud that lead to their shared home in the sky. ‘Yes, Moon?’ ‘I’m afraid.’ ‘Of what?’ ‘Of everything. Of nothing, of…oh, I don’t know. I’m just afraid.’ Sun stopped abruptly… Continue reading

  • Sad Women (Micro Fiction)

    The arm chair she sat in had a wet cat funk to it, but Granny still sat there, day after day, moaning about how Pop never did the dishes, not a day in his whole life. ‘Old men don’t care… Continue reading

  • Moon and The Magic

    Moon sat upon the edge of a cloud, dangling her feet in a manner of careless delight. ‘Sun?’ she said, as she casually tossed a star into the yellow of his shine. ‘Yes, Moon?’ Sun replied, careful to gaze at… Continue reading