(whelm)

    Falling from the sky the whiteness claims its kingdom The colour of death bites And from it emerge the biting spirits: bears and wolves.   Orange is the colour of the earth The fire that keeps us warm It is the colour of the berries and pumpkins we eat.   (Place whiteness over…

The droll of a bell

It is like the sound of a bell, droll. Serious in intention but then permeating through a deep set of undulations that tickle, just a little bit. Bells can be used in emergencies. Church bells ringing to bring a town to order, alarm bells, phone bells. Sometimes it is bad being droll in an emergency….

I once dreamt I had a surface

Here comes And. Or there goes And, depending where you stand. Assuming you stand. My phone will tell me if And has a gender today. And is part of a minority who usually choose to identify as male. Blip. There we go, and his phone will have alerted him to the fact I am simply ‘If’. Like…

Gold Mountain

Paul has just finished recounting a story that he thought he remembered the novelist Will Self telling a journalist about an analogy, purportedly suggested by James Joyce. “The root of creativity is the combination of existing ideas. Take gold for example. It is a valuable metal, but it is a common concept. Most people feel…

Whilst Turning to Bone

Long-listed for the TSS Quartery 2000 prize.   She remembered the look on people’s faces when she had said that she didn’t understand what the protest was about. The flags made it obvious, didn’t they? The marching flute bands, the uniforms? This was a group of people who felt that their culture was being threatened…

My real life invisibility story!

Now You See Me | Daily Post You have a secret superpower: the ability to appear and disappear at will. When and where will you use this new superpower? Tell us a story.   I’m weary of representations of the world. Adverts that convince you that  cars that can drive you out of harms way…

Little sharp things

Permit a slice to fall between your teeth See how big you have suddenly become The beings unbutton their faces Amber mountains look sombrely through the window   “I like it, this free association” the speech marks suddenly interrupted, a rude punctuation into a the space as out of order as a full stop.  …

Speakeasy

Listening to Scott Joplin, few beers down, I want to tip-tap a little finger dance on the keyboard. To speak softly to avoid detection, how wonderfully seductive! And to place an exclamation mark as if writing for the silent movies, how joyful! Yet the irony is to speakeasy in an era where speech is extended…

0002

  From the Subtle Sci-fi archive… Source: 0002 Premise: Emotions and intentions are physically manifested. The black rubber curtains pulled back – luminous Perspex floor lit by ultra violet light – lava walls boiling bright yellow eggs of wax into mobile tears gliding through blue oil. A single performer picked out by crystal light. The…

the deaf listener

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “The Young and the Rested.” “When was the last time I felt truly young and rested? Well, that doesn’t come to mind easily. Instead I think of the way babies get on, their little red faces contorting as they cry out at the anxiety of being in the…

Start the Emergency Proceedure

So this is my first stand-up performance. I feature on the Tuesday bill when expectations and ticket prices are lowered to allow new talent to be thrust in front of an audience plied with 2 for 1 drinks. I stare through the intimate gloom and remind myself to make sure to get the pace and…