Investigating the life of things across space and time

A Sudden Flash Of Dream Sequence

She asks a local how to switch the sky back on. They all know the texture of Blue Dye House.  She hears the supermarket whispers, sees static recognition flickering across their faces. Clouds that look like thoughts follow her home, their wet breath flooding her clothes, her skin, her mouth. Climbing over the stile into the kitchen she falls into a lake.

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Cleaning: a pair of white gloved hands in prayer against a black background

Cleaning

The old fart in Room 17 is becoming a problem. He does it even when his wife’s on the terrace, sweating, counting her rosaries. Clack-clack. Hail Mary, full of grace, the Lord is with thee. Ah, Mamma, what would you say if you could see me now? Four stringy children and a fat pig of a husband who belches triumphantly after every meal and snores all night. Clack-clack-clack.

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Stink: A white gloved right hand viewed side on against a black background beckons to an unseen presence

Stink

He is a red man all over, everyone can smell it. Even through the jasmine oil I apply so liberally before each shave he reeks of rusty iron and musk like the heavy gate to the bull’s field that was left open last year. I prattle on about the weather and tug my comb through his beard with my fingers crossed. Every time I snag on a knot I wince, afraid by the size of his huge hairy fists and the bulk of him sprawled across my biggest chair.

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Argosy: a hand signs the letter A against a white background

Argosy

She is overloaded.
The greedy captain swears
in the screaming air
his vowels howling.
The sheeting rain
the slanting sail of bull hide
smack the mast sideways.
In the suddenly vibrating water
she sways, unbalanced
dragging oars and rudder
against rocks and current.

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