He’s so alone
He sees the small one, eyes down, knees up, trying to understand why he’s just been stung by a wasp…
Category: philosophy
No one reads poetry
No one reads poetry, except poets, English Literature undergraduates, and some academics. (though these are mostly the same people) No…
Shadows and Silhouettes
NOTE: This blog post is meant primarily as a personal record of something I did and the context in which…
No style, no substance
What do I mean? I mean this is a short story with no style and no substance. Why? Why not?…
There’s Always Burnt Jam
I thought I’d written about this before but can’t find it anywhere. I know I did write a poem at…
Objective: Say that life is temporal.
Character A: Life is temporal. Character B: Uh! Character A: You know, it exists in time. Character B: Yeah? What’s…
A Selfieview – an interview with myself
It’s now normal to take pictures of yourself; no one thinks you’re weird or that you have an ego the…
The Zen. The Zen. The Zen.
I recently wrote a little piece about an event I was due to perform in. You can read it here:…
The Suchlike Zen
The Suchlike Zen On Sunday February 9th, 2016, I will be appearing on stage in the theatre at the Chapter…