When I was small I made a galaxy On my bedroom wall. At night I stood swaying in […]
Category Archive: Writing
stumps speak volumes here their age lines tell of the time we spent together dirt and dens […]
In Modern Studies we built a shanty town. We paraded outside to the playground waving plastic bags and […]
The Chef put up with the rudest customer in the restaurant day after day and didn’t even spit […]
I often have trouble sleeping. Although lying wide awake for hours with nothing but your thoughts is faintly […]
It is strange. I will be granite for months, and just as it is beginning to frighten […]
Here’s a quick story I wrote for one of my Creative Writing seminars. That week we’d been looking […]
We came second! And we’ve been invited to CUPSI!!! That’s pretty much the gist of it, but I’ve […]
Here’s a spoken word poem I began while I was at home in Edinburgh over Christmas. ♠ […]
I’m in the park, by a pond, thinking on the concept that the world’s pain is finite. Sitting […]
