Category Archives: Stories & Poetry

Napoli unplugged

fSmall audio tape and film follows the feelings of a couple parting over coffee in Naples.  Their emotions reflected the distorted beauty around the cafe. With the blue moon appearing later in the month the moment felt strangely timely to write about people embracing a new opportunity, even if they felt they had no choice […]
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Old Volcano

Here is my story of Strombolicchio, a symbolic old volcano stuck out in the sea, told from the perspective of climbing the new volcano it gave birth to.   A small sea stack in the middle of the sea was facing me.  When I swam around it I found out it was a symbol of energy […]
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Thrift Story Candy

  The thrift store was somewhere my Auntie found a last gasp of job satisfaction after caring for people one to one for most of her life. Now she was helping people with pain indirectly it seemed to take the weight off her shoulders. She looked younger and wore a lot of pink. The shop […]
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Over Due

Lately being late to leave the library has taught me a few things!     Don’t eat that Donut With a detox straight out of the box comes a beauty shot like a bullet to the heart. When you’re starved the head pulls a text book apart. Only cheese makes life easy. Now that I know what love isn’t joy […]
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Happy Pancake Poem!

  Flipping light   A long streak of white moon slides drops of silver on to a hairy earth. When a sly street lamp scatter guns neon candy it bounces off unsuspecting geometric symmetric random roof tops. Neglected horizons fall in line for sunrise. Everything too tall to beat to the bird song Is painted orange. […]
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Bessa Can’t Dance

  This is part of a novel I am slowly working on that reflects the theme of ‘honey and vinegar’, and looks at the role of kindness from others in building a life.     Her parents had such a lust for life no one was around to pick her up from dance lessons or […]
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Around the Mound

Overheard from a window opening onto Edinburgh Fringe… Debbie did something amazing yesterday and the pain went away.  We be both cried. -How are you feeling? Me? -I feel like I want to tell you all my problems Why? -After you said what you did by trade I am not a practicing therapist though -Who are […]
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Flower Power

I found pressed flowers in the attic during a clear out and these dusty first few pages of a novel that look at the power of a flower in a theatre.   A closer view of the stage can be found here!   The school Jack once studied at stood in Edinburgh like a tombstone in evil grey stone. […]
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Royal Male

The unexamined life is between her covers. She slips into an Egyptian sheet and grows close to herself. An arm peeks out braving the cold of the room to reach for a clean ceramic cup. It’s either coffee black or coffee white with two sugars. The Princess pours it as she sits under the covers […]
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Stuck on Conchiglie

One of the houses I lived in did not have a name so we got stuck on Conchiglie.   Pasta and Glue In this four bedroomed lost and found there’s people coming ‘round and we’re drinking gin, ‘coz there’s no food in. When I open my mouth wide I can feel my mind slide as […]
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