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Stare Back

Stare back, she says when I say, They keep staring staring at me looking round the corner being sneaky spying on me Who? she says. Children, strange children, children looking at me while I play. Children who want to play, she says. So, I stare back, I stare back and they run away. Gone, IContinue reading “Stare Back”

The Aftermath

Coffee table full of toiletries, chocolates and yesterday’s wine glasses, mine still half-full – zoned out of the festive mode somewhere around the half-way mark and snored my way through the final stretch to midnight only vaguely aware of the accompanying strums on my son’s electric guitar as he croaked out the last hits ofContinue reading “The Aftermath”

Paranoia

Paragliding through his paranormal ideas of what it is to be a human in an alternate reality, he concludes that to be normal is not, particularly, of paramount importance. But, still, he feels and fears the perception of others and knows what it is to be paranoid. Even so, his heart beats faster and hisContinue reading “Paranoia”