Monthly Archives: July 2014

The Return of the Prodigal

The prodigal dragged himself to the last but one crest and collapsed back to his bloodied palms. The heat seared…

Touched on the 19:45

They sat down next to her, him, the urine and the walking stick. ‘Go on, move up away from me…

Passion

Was I kneeling? They came out cruel, and made a king’s mockery of this man.   Purple and red are…

Worship

I want to sing out loud but can’t because I’d frighten others on the train if I started. So I…