The truth in lies break the ties of time
to travel to the first mistake
remembering the last & what’s at stake.
To go to the edge of nothing, and to the edge everything of something, Continue reading “Dream Protector”
Dark’s fingers creep like ghosts that linger. They envelop the skin, infiltrate the bloodstream, to smother the last embers of the soul’s flame. Here, doors open but it’s impossible to peek inside or find the courage to visualize beyond their darkness.
Yet, it’s curiously comforting. This cocoon of corridors Continue reading “Cocoon of Corridors”
“Just what d’ya think ya’ doin’?” Palms on hips, her head tilted, and eyes squinted against the sunlight.
“What d’ya think I’m doin’?”
“You’re lying on your back copyin’ a goanna gettin’ a suntan?”
“Are ya waitin’ to die of sunstroke to become Dingo bait?”
He screwed up his nose. “No.”
“Unless you’re pretendin’ to be a brown snake, stretched between them rails, please explain for the masses…” her arm swept across deserted surrounding sunburnt scrub lands, “… why are you lying on the train tracks?” Continue reading “Railway Whisper”