What is this world that has become so frigid icy and closed reporting the neighbour who stepped out of line because the laws were all wrong and forbade loving touch the stranger who yearned after too long alone for a tender smile to break down those walls peer behind the mask false layers of protectionContinue reading “Distortion”
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Regret
— A standalone extract from my new book, about a mad painter in Renaissance Venice. He sat, up on the terrace, beneath a cloudy night sky that obscured the stars, everything but the moon that had reached the climax of its monthly journey. Even then, he could not make out the contours of that glowingContinue reading “Regret”