I couldn’t hear anything. Music was blaring into my ears. I can’t remember what it was, but it numbed the outside world. I remember standing on the escalator and looking across the shopping centre foyer. Just a stream of images flashing buy: people buying things, mothers resting their arms around the shoulders of their children, … Continue reading Suicide in Bangkok
Ash snowflakes creep along faded skin. Wind dances, tripping over burnt leaves, crispy and cracked - shaken from heaven and resting on rotten soil. An orange orb, behind a foggy shade, emits streaks of faded light. Out of the shadows of a collapsed tree trunk and wrapped in warm canvas, a broken child in tears.
I can feel my kidneys’ shutting down. It is strange. I know it is happening. It began early this morning when I awoke with pain. It pinned me to the bed sheets and I could barely more from its grip. Though I endeavoured, and once I reached the toilet I relieved myself not of urine, … Continue reading MATADOR
Orchestra purrs from distant echoes The highway ghosts out beyond the window Savage dogs bark, erupting violence Something is scribbling, then the silence