There was a rasping at the door. Or was it a tap quietly dripping somewhere? I cocked my head to listen. The house was opaque with not a sliver of light to penetrate the black. I stared into the


I’ve been grumpy lately.   The emotion propelling this is frustration. I am frustrated about a number of things. Relationships, money, creative satisfaction and so forth. The usual I suppose; we


You.   I think about you every day.   You are living rent free in a space in my mind that seems to be permanently reserved for you. I should have a cerebral sofa installed – seeing as you are