Monthly Archives: November 2012
Pete.
Posted on November 26, 2012 7 Comments
His name is Peter Smith. As I crouched down next to him on the filthy concrete floor where he was laying on his side, his face almost resting in a puddle and his yellowing fingernails clutched around a wallet of sorts, I have to be honest; I did curse myself for stopping and becoming involved […]
Concrete Stairs. (WARNING – May Trigger.)
Posted on November 21, 2012 7 Comments
I have this lump in my throat. Excited voices, whispering in awe, climbing up a helter skelter, feet pounding on the concrete stairs stained with all those that have gone before, out of breathe together we climb, exhilarated, laughing, anticipating the rush all the way up, all the way up… On the precipice of the […]
What goes Up, Must come Down. (Woof.)
Posted on November 11, 2012 4 Comments
‘How can you be so flamboyant with your rejection? How can you be so cold? So utterly devoid of emotion?’ It has been a long and soul-crushing six weeks. Weeks made up not of days, but of moments where my breath has repeatedly been violently ripped from my harmless and on occasion quite hopeful chest, […]
