Archive for April, 2012

The Sea Farm

Thursday, April 26th, 2012

Angular stared around the vast room, it was like nothing she had ever seen before, her father was crying and laughing and shaking the aid workers hand. The man was grinning, ‘I’m glad you like it! You will be sharing this complex with four other families I’m afraid so you might feel a bit cramped.’ […]

Wanting for Grass

Thursday, April 19th, 2012

Angular packed a bag of mega belongings, amongst which was the rag doll she had manged to bring from their farm. She had little memory of the place but what she did have was coloured by her perants rememberings. The cows warm soft noses, the mollassis stodge in shiny pllastic buckets around the fields. Oh […]


Thursday, April 12th, 2012

I was always in love with things that were beautiful and refined, I never could love normal women, they were too earthy, and no matter how I tried there was always some dark burning imperfection that nagged away at me. I found solace in lady boys for a while as their imperfections were little more […]

In the Attic

Wednesday, April 11th, 2012

In The Attic (first published on Red Monster) In the attic of number five Ermin Street there is an old trunk. Now this trunk is not the sort you could fit a body in, oh no, it is far far too small. However, what it does contain is the severed head of one Mr. A. […]

Sleeping Beauty

Thursday, April 5th, 2012

I always liked going on holiday to Wales, especially either end of the seasons, when the weather is wild and furious. The energy of nature pelting down on you, or freezing to solid stone around you. It was during one such holiday and time of exploration that I met the King of the Goths, Alaric […]