She would give anything to roll a seven,

i / fear / for our / future / two / ships passing / we take the night

Hi all, just to say that our 13-year-old tabby cat went missing the night before last.

The cake sat in pride of place in the fridge, an ornate confection of glitter balls and sculpted chocolate frosting and sugar stars and gingerbread men done up as edible silver astronauts.

We were always dressed alike, Maman insisted on it.

The sky wore the regalia of flames

The silence is nice in the beginning.

She's telling me what would happen

if the sun went out

just like this camp-fire.

God save the sheep

baa aah.

I think of you,

and the smallest breeze disperses you

like the leaves of an unbound novel.

i learned the rules of fermentation in the summertime

A methane explosion sealed a coal mine, killing many and leaving seventeen miners trapped underground.

When we met your paintwork was gleaming, an expensive varnish of vibrant racing red. You were Italian, a Lamborghini way out of my league.

The notes sound in his head.

A spindly vine has been choking out the jasmine.

When I lived in the city and rode a motorcycle, all I could think about was getting out of the city to ride my motorcycle.

It takes a moment

for awe to turn to shadow,

The last inhabitant of the farmhouse had left ten years ago, in a wooden box. 

The tag on the Persian rug in our living room said Made in Pakistan, because Persian rugs made by Persians were dangerous things.

I stood in Fred Bone’s workroom. On the walls, all around, were photos of exposed body parts.