Earth, thick with its own rotting history, stirs secretly beneath the last thin crust, invisible to all but the most patient observers. Roots muscle blindly through earth, seeds transact their private bargains with the rain. Not even the woodpecker troubles the process, his mechanical persistence only a background to the true work. There are no…

open air and the uncertain threat of the human gaze, advances with all the determination of a slow, purposeful traveller. Its body glistens, iridescent and impossibly soft, an undulant muscle pressing against the moist concrete that probably seems, to the snail, endless and mysterious as a desert. The shell rides atop this living wave: a…

A teardrop trembles at the precipice of a lower eyelid. It concentrates the day’s sorrows, refracts them, and at last escapes, a single jewel sliding down the skin. But what then, as it falls, does the teardrop itself feel? Is it possible that the crystalline body, which is nothing but condensed sadness, might harbour its…

a slippery, errant story made up of half-remembered facts and wilful inventions. But some say it’s not true; they say it’s a stone that you find in the depths of your spirit and then place it firmly in the centre of your being. People want that kind of certainty. But anyone who has lived for…

i absolutely can let you do, can you let me be ? In a world where actions and decisions weave the fabric of our lives, you find delight in shaping each thread with your own hands. Every moment is a chance for you to act, to mould, to bring forth from the depths of your…

with its delicate wings and infuriating persistence, seemed to have conspired against me last night. Just as i settled into the soft embrace of my sheets, drifting toward slumber, it began its relentless game. It flitted with crafty grace across my skin, alighting softly upon my hand, then my foot and finally making a daring…