It was evening when it was first noticed on the shore. I presume it had washed up earlier that day, but I don’t know. It could have been there for months, unnoticed amongst the rubbish and rotting seaweed. Just waiting to be found.

It wasn’t a very popular cove due to the copious amounts of junk and it’s difficult accessibility. To get down to the shore, you had to make your way down a small clif...

I sit in my garden.

It’s a normal garden, just average.

I have some flowers, some herbs,

But most of all I have this big tree.

It’s a sycamore tree.

Its massive.

It once belonged in a field,

Before the land was butchered into cheap housing estate.

Now it lives in my garden.

It looks quite silly, really.

It’s the bane of many of my neighbours lives.

It’s legally protected apparently,...

Dead silence rang through the forest. It had been a long time since he’d been home, but there was nothing to be done about that now. He rose out of his shelter, a makeshift blanket made of fibres pushed aside and left cold on the mud floor. Eyes darted, surveying the shelter for any signs of disturbance. Nothing.

The soles of his feet were now hardened, his peripheral widened. Soon winter would ...

It is dark upon this field as we lie within the wheat.

It’s cold. It’s quiet. It’s lonely.

We lie together as I stroke her hair.

She’s in too much pain to look up, but I give her as much comfort as I can, murmuring quiet lullabies.

I hold her as I feel her corporeal form grow cold.

I carry her little spirit into the otherworld.

Her spirit awakes and sniffs a little.

Her ears perk up, and...

Upon my seat I sit, us drinking from a glass of drink.

We dance dances together underneath the sunny sun.

Your breath breathes into my longing lungs.

We spoke of stories spoken many a times by one’s long before us,

and of stories unspoken for centuries to come.

When we gazed upon the gazes of each other,

I was never to have known what you had known.

That I was never the first to hear those...

Coldness radiates from me.

I have no heart to warm it.

I just sit alone, ice cold, riding on the underground.

I see many people here. Old, young,

Broken, empty.

Like me. Not like me. Like me? Not like me?

Do they even see me?

And one day I saw a rat.

It was your average rat. Strolling up and down the carriages.

Not strolling. More like running for it’s life. Why did I say strolling?

Run...

We walk side by side and hand in hand down the alleyway to somewhere and nowhere.

There are places like this in the universe where there exists only within the boundaries surrounding. Just you and I alone. No big city, no forests, no oceans, no nature, no history and no time. All that is there is what we see, and nothing we can’t. Just a gaping emptiness around us.

No shriek of mice nor hum of ...

I bought something today. It was probably made in China, by presumably sad people, desperate to make a sad living.

It was tweezers. It came in a big cardboard box, and then in a plastic yellow pouch. I like turning on my phone torch and a magnifying mirror, and just going ham on my face. And three hours later, my entire face is seeping, blood dripping on my cheap clothes that I’ll probably get r...

Today I’ve been considering expanding my horizons. I want something more, need something more because I am worthy of it. Will I ever actually get out of this hole, this cavernous ravine of darkness thats all encompassing? Rise out of it like a phoenix from the bitter ashes? And grow like the gnarled weed in the castle wall, persistent and unwanted, through all the hatred and weathering yet still r...

There are many hours. Just....in general.

We could wait for one in a couple hours, then another,

See things with the blessing of time,

With the power of one more hour.

But why not wait for another

In case we just needed one more hour

To get the space and time

For better judgement.

One more hour and I know I’ll have the answers.

Until the hour comes,

In a couple more hours,

I’ll wait.

...