The smell of home hits her full force in the face as she leans against the front door to open it. The brackish winter rain, which has harried her in gusts all the way across seafront, has seeped into the cracked paint and swollen the wood. The door drags heavily across the old Victorian tiles, … Continue reading The pier
Category: Short stories
Rainbow Road
When I think back to that night what I remember most is the stars. It was such a dark night, the kind of darkness which is close around you, the kind of darkness you can almost feel. In the sky you could see every star sparking furiously in the heavens. It felt as though each … Continue reading Rainbow Road
Emergence.
Can you hear the rain? Most likely you can’t see it in the dark, but you know it’s raining because you can hear it. I can hear it too. But then, if I focus, if I shift my attention outside of this body into the night, I can feel the droplets of water pushing a … Continue reading Emergence.
Rhapsody in June.
‘Hey June. It’s nice to see you again! How are you? ... No mum today?’ Cassie is trying to peer into the dark hallway as June steps out into the street and closes the door behind her. She stops, squinting and blinking in the sun. She needs her sunglasses but the door is closed, … Continue reading Rhapsody in June.
The Tree of Life
“It is more than a tree.” He tells me. I stop, shading my eyes from the harsh Madagascan sun, staring at him in frustration. He seems so at ease in this the land of his birth, standing coolly looking back at me with eyes soft, dark, and unknowable as the night skies (which always feel … Continue reading The Tree of Life
To be seen
With the move to the city, Lynne would be someone. She would be sophisticated, capable, confident. She would see herself reflected in the sleek glass windows of skyscrapers wearing elegant office clothes and high heeled shoes. She would cut her long hair into a fashionable style and wear make-up that was on trend, copied from … Continue reading To be seen
E. Travelli 