The Rocking Chair

She was the most beautiful baby in the world. So quiet, so peaceful. Her little girl. She was wrapped up in a soft, yellow towel, with Winnie the Pooh patterns … Continue Reading →

Fear, part three

Read Part 1 here and part 2 here I’m lighting my cigarette as the taxi driver stops outside my home. I give him a very generous tip after he has … Continue Reading →

Fear, part two

Read part 1 here I can hear someone walking towards the door of my room, so I lay still, moaning quietly as if I’m having a bad dream. It’s the … Continue Reading →

A Mother’s Loss

She looked at his sleeping body, not being able to make out many details in the badly lit room. He was a very handsome man. Short black hair, mesmerizing brown … Continue Reading →

Fear, part one

Ever have the feeling you can’t breathe? Like everyone around you is pressing against you, slowly killing you? Perhaps being completely alone is what gives you that feeling of desperation, … Continue Reading →