Heart of darkness?

I’m afraid to go to Africa. Flies that burrow and rot, worms that come out your eyeball metres long, fish … More

This and that and you know…share houses at fifty nine?

I’ve recently acquired two housemates. This after living in splendid isolation for three years or so (I can’t recall exactly) … More

Snow church, a poem

And yet I choose to live here. There are pillars in the great cathedral of Seville, each the width of … More

I wanna go hooooome!!

Being sick, alone, abroad, is shit. Sometimes literally (my daughter got fearfully sick when we arrived in Thessaloniki on a … More

Old love letters

I’m just a little bit sad You’re just a little bit gone But then, you weren’t here for long. When … More

November’s outstanding indies!

Rose’s brilliant author brother Peter is writing up this month’s selection of indie goodies, as Rose has absconded with the … More

A poem for the future

In the future Few of us remain. Summer never ends, for some Far beneath the sea hides a better world. … More

What can you do without?

A question for you. When is a library not a library? When you take away one book? When you take … More

The Sorcerer’s Tampon and other mysteries

____________________________________________________________________________________________ Lady Ermenegilda stood alone in the Chamber of Eternal Night, the light of an elaborately carved chandelier catching her … More

Unfamiliar

_________________________________________________________________________________________________ I hang in the air above the burning of her. I feel..responsible. But hungry. Because, you know, that’s crows … More