When I was a small child my grandparents would take me blackberry picking. It was usually late August when the…
Dad was a big guy, mean looking. Dad was a mean guy. I didn’t know him well. It’s hard to…
The rain began on Monday. A light drizzle that became an insistent downpour. My husband tended to the farm as…
I had plans. Dreams. I was going to go places. Literally and metaphorically. But I got a job when school…
There was a black and white messy dog in the street licking his dick. Occasionally, his tail would thump on…
‘How old am I?’ asked Granny. ‘You’re ninety four Granny,’ I told her as I stirred the water around the…
Little Red Riding Hood didn’t know the way to grandma’s house. Her mother told her to cross a field and…
I met a nice young chap in the pub today. Fresh off the boat he was, from the old country.…
It was at the end of the street for the entire time he lived on Whisk Avenue. The narrow, brick…
It’s funny, I don’t ever really notice how empty my place is until this time of year. I get on…