Flamenco Unplugged
He was resting on the side of the road. His left arm lay lifeless on her bony shoulder. With his right hand he brought his gourd to his lips relishing […]
Category Archives: war
Journeying
She wasn’t afraid of death. On the contrary. As she stood on the dock watching the boat leave she felt an immense sense of relief. She had never felt she […]
Dead End
Flesh. Money. Drugs. But these were mere accessories and had no meaning. Most of them had no idea how to live without them and surrounded themselves with those in place of […]
Arrivals
I had finally arrived at my destination. My shoes were ruined, my trousers ripped, my jumper had two holes, right in front, that seemed to glare back at whoever was […]
