Tag Archives: Existential

Of Games & Candles

Time is etched like memories on the membrane some call fate and others chance; none there are now to gainsay the swinging pendulum that swung so far yet never returned at the unstruck hour on the unremarkable day that slipped … Continue reading

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Heckler & Koch

        It’s gonna be a Heckler & Koch morning, but i don’t know that yet as I get up at 4.30 a.m. to use the toilet; The hall light’s on and I notice the front door’s open, … Continue reading

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Flashpoint ( A Short Story )

It’s Aiko’s birthday today. Just as the new chrysanthemum dawn begins to beckon, she awakens and her naïve sleep-filled gaze is captivated by the spreading dawn that’s only an hour or so into its ineluctable theatre of nature. Its flamingo-hued … Continue reading

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Writer in Exile

Dexter Stevenson lime green ascot and redundant cigarette holder, never shook Hemingway’s hand; never came to write the great American novel, never realised the fecund potential of his literary dreams, instead he was anthologised in limited circulation magazines from Baffin … Continue reading

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Les Autres ( A Short Story )

The unexplained disappearance of the reclusive author had never been properly investigated,at least not to the satisfaction of his fans,his readers and most of all his adopted son,the wannabe reporter on the local rag. For years this state of dissatisfaction … Continue reading

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The Putt

Eye, ball, eye,ball eyeball; these last 3 feet on the par 4 18th, this putt for birdie, this putt for the championship; 464 yards, 1,392 feet traversed with inimitable ease leaving just these last 3; back to the practice putt, … Continue reading

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A Pile of Words x2

Of Words A Pile   They say poetry some, is of  pile words a just, rhymed not or whether, general which of in, jot don’t a give they, are are they what words but, shudder ears and reluctant though, they … Continue reading

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