Meandering. Dodging people. Stepping back. Avoiding those who’d plough into and through me, given half the chance. But I’m chancing nothing. If Covid is a myth, then so is my existence. It’s dodge ’em or POP GONE! Copyright of poem owned by Jay Cool, 19th September 2020 Image by Robert Armstrong from Pixabay Please visitContinue reading “Popping Bubbles – A Lockdown Poem”
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The Drilling: A Short Story
Crouching below the window-sill, I knew I couldn’t be seen. I couldn’t be seen and neither could I see out. It was best that way. To give into temptation and take a glance out, out at what might be lurking beyond, would have been tantamount to sending out an invitation – an invitation toContinue reading “The Drilling: A Short Story”
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