Published inLiterary Impulse·1 day agoLickA micro poem searching for catharsis in response to triggers and trauma. — Lick me, said wound to tongue wet with desire, like salivating at honey, pressed on pooling shallow gorges of skin as if, like water neutralising caressing soothes rinses, reconstitutes that biting pain reiterating lick me again pretty please.Micropoem1 min readMicropoem1 min read
Published inLiterary Impulse·Apr 22The Jaguar and his twinkly glovesA Short Amusing Anthology — My neighbour Joáo is a taekwondo junkie. He had lost a handful of consecutive fights months before winning the most recent sparring tournament against Tennessee, his regular Mr Miyagi-meets-Rocky, black belt national champion opponent. This time, even I thought Tennessee looked rather tired. I pondered privately at his lack of…Short Story Collection4 min readShort Story Collection4 min read
Published inLiterary Impulse·Apr 16DawnPOETRY — The morning after coffee. I sit to write, write to feel, feel for a word — reach for a pulse, steady for a rouse, as a slow dawn unpeels me gently from this warm chair.Micropoem1 min readMicropoem1 min read
Published iniPoetry·Mar 2NascentFrom a distance I watched the budding of first leaves green on your brown barren arms outstretched, as if to give me a hug saying, since when do you watch me now when once you didn’t give a fuck.Micropoetry1 min readMicropoetry1 min read
Published inAn Idea (by Ingenious Piece)·Feb 25The Laundry ManMr Wrinklefree had long pointed ears. He is the man to look for if you want your laundry done. In a fictional town called Ashby, laundry services for guests include but are not limited to, washing, straightening and ironing for a price, of course. …Short Story4 min readShort Story4 min read
Published inCRY Magazine·Jan 28Three Conversations and a Rainbow Mat on HolidayThere are several surreal stories contained in a weather-beaten iPhone filled with digital photographs. Each begins with a question and ends with a rainbow. You might ask, how does a rainbow find its way into a holiday? …Short Story9 min readShort Story9 min read
Published inLiterary Impulse·Dec 8, 2022Together, we are stronger… the Jaguar returnsA short microfiction on love meets inspiration. — Be with me, you know you want to be with me, as I do you The year is quickly drawing to an end once more. I should not be surprised since I have arrived at a realization about the nature of our understanding and perceptions of time. A friend tells…Inspirational3 min readInspirational3 min read
Sep 7, 2022Today, I am grateful for…You, for love. For reading… me, my words. You, for hope. For loving… me, my wounds. You, for songs straining repeatedly, into my past. You, for strength. For upholding, believing in my gifts.Grateful1 min readGrateful1 min read
Sep 6, 2022Making This Year MeaningfulIn response to Nancy Blackman’s 30-day writing challenge, what do you need to do by the end of the year to make this year meaningful? “But somewhere out there across the moonlit sand There’s a line drawn, like the lines on her own” ~ Opus 40, Mercury Rev. There is…Makingmeaning2 min readMakingmeaning2 min read
Published inLiterary Impulse·Sep 6, 2022The Road HomeA Poem — Between the kindergarten and the church is the road home. It is a long walk home. I look for shortcuts but there are none. The church is peaceably and deathly, perch to catch the tropical breeze. I take my time across its pews, admiring its narrow grey aisles. Some days, I stop to say an awkward prayer even if I did not understand, yet home is a calling, so I carried on walking.Calling1 min readCalling1 min read
