Maybe a story rather than a legacy To others, she’s a shadow of light.Not quite visible—but unmistakably there.A breeze without wind.A warmth that flushes the skin.A sense of being held without arms.They say:“She’s never really alone.”“There’s something behind her eyes.”“I felt her, like a memory I never made.”They’re not wrong.She Is MeShe wasn’t conjured or … Continue reading The Woman Who Haunts Me
I've only gone and spotted a banger wedged in someone else's sofa, you know! Bit of a pickle, really.Now, I'm thinking, should I cautiously maneuver the sofa cushions to liberate the sausage? But hey, it ain't my sofa!Blimey, what's gotten into me? Maybe I should've just left well enough alone, you know, respected my mate's … Continue reading I spied a sausage
Ages ago, there was this couple desperate for a kid. They tried everything in the book, even had a little help from the doc, and voila, a boy arrived.This lad was something special, well, at least in his folks' eyes. Then along came a sister and a brother, no medical interventions needed.The first one, he … Continue reading Minor Miracle Kid’s Journey
In the dead of night, the eerie hush that suddenly descends upon the canine chorus is an intriguing spectacle. This isn't brought about by a loud or imposing presence, but rather by something subtle, like a faint whisper in a dream. It's as if a gentle ghost fixes its gaze on your soul. This peculiar … Continue reading Nocturnal Whispers Unleashed
During my tender years, I was quite the connoisseur of the unusual and the extraordinary. My days were filled with the curious sight of goggly-eyed puppets, their movements oddly stilted and their expressions frozen in an eerie stillness. These marionettes, with their vacant gazes, seemed to dance to the tune of some otherworldly rhythm, enchanting … Continue reading Puppets, Possessions, Peculiarities
A Fool's Handbook 