I have not fully trusted my senses since watching someone put a forefinger into an empty eye socket during a fire when I was 14. This did not… Read more “Five Senses at Stepney City Farm”
Month: April 2013
Gin and cigarettes
Just a few lines today. My best friend’s mother died last night. It’s been done in a lot of books: I fell in love with a family. I often… Read more “Gin and cigarettes”
Out of Place 