Leaving
‘I don’t want it to be over.’
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All Time Is Now
Elementary Time Management for the Junior Philosopher
Postcards from George
I am nervous as I approach the Cogent Arms, George’s favourite public house. I can see his silhouette in the large front window – the outline of his trademark fedora clear through the frosted glass. I enter and nod at the barman. He knows I’m
The Ice Spiders
They spun their webs very early in the morning, before any of the humans were awake. Even the men who delivered the post were too tardy to catch them. By the time Mildred the Milk Lady had begun her rounds the ice webs had already
Late Again
‘You’re late!’ ‘I know,’ he said, pulling back a seat and smiling at me. As if that would work. ‘You’re always late,’ I said. ‘I know,’ he said as he sat down facing me – the smile remained on his face, undeterred. ‘I’ve eaten already,’
Edited transcript — conversation held in front of the blue flashing screen. Wed 21st 15.34 (microphone functioning)
0:00 house poll 0:04 assuming that 0:06 the fact that we just 0:07 conversation 0:11 a little over how are you guys 0:14 daily 0:16 asking for a cease-fire 0:19 hello how are you saying that 0:22 because almost like are you 0:24 hahahaha …
Misty Walk
I was there for about an hour waiting for Misty Walk. We hadn’t met but I was a fan of her work, so I knew what she looked like sitting in a giant cocktail glass without any clothes on. The alley was dark and quiet.