The Twin
By Michael Cains. My parents knew there was something odd about me long before I worked it out. But then, they had two years while my brain came to terms with what it had been born with, and that I … Continued
Memories of Jenny
By Michael Cains. People you know but really you don’t, A coffee at first, share more you won’t. Trips on the weekends in our little vans, Hooked on the travel, ever more plans. You meet someone new and it really … Continued
Big Man in Blue
By Michael Cains. I don’t think much about my grandfather these days. He died many years ago back in England, to where I have never returned. I remember him as a big man, with a big influence over his four … Continued
Zumba and the Cat
By Michael Cains. Charles didn’t know if the cat hated the cleaning robot first, or the other way around. The battle seemed to gradually start, developing into a no-holds barred war lasting until the inevitable end. Joeline and he got … Continued
Horses for Courses
By Ivor Steven. there is something about the freedom of horses beyond green pastures and steeple courses there is something about the purity of life’s sources from the snowy mountains down the river courses there is something … Continued
Who Hears Me
By Ivor Steven. My ears are funnels But I do not want to hear The voices My lips do part But I do not speak The words My knees do bend But I cannot sit While I … Continued
