hope spring green spring hope
warning songs heard as welcome
sunshine shapes desire
desire
The story of the taxi
The story of the taxi that takes you where you need to be rather than where you want to be finally came true for Nathan. Finally. “The story is true, it’s true” he shouted. “Please let me in. Please.” Inside the house a light came in. He banged on the door again. “The story’s true!” The door opened. “Hello again Nathan. I thought you would never come.” Nathan turned and tried and tried to run away.
First published on www.paragraphplanet.com on 17 April 2017
The feeling before falling
A look back over your shoulder.
That gasp.
The refraction of a navel jewel.
The feeling before falling.
Search
“I still haven’t….” The object of his heart’s desire swam mistily into view. “Found you” he said, focussed on the barman’s hand.
Man go lassi
She licks an arm, a milk dark flavour. Thick velvet, stars explode. Now desire swirls mango lassi. Tongue sunburnt, dust thirst.
simonsalento 