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Election Season

Ah, fuck. It’s election season. That means our lesser-spotted representatives will be turning up in the neighbourhood. Only time you see them. I’ve put the old boy’s socialist sign back in the window. There’s a knock at the door. I look through the blinds. There is a guy standing there. All flash. New suit. HairContinue reading “Election Season”

Two Doors Down

‘Two Doors Down’ is a song I wrote a few years ago now. I was thinking about the song when I wrote this story the other day. Content note: This story includes mild violence, crime themes, and adult references. I check the street behind me. So many faces, but none I recognise. The city hasContinue reading “Two Doors Down”

Moments

This is the companion to ‘Shelter.’ Music breaks the silence. I sit for a while and just listen to the music, They are playing a blues in A. Bobby points to another guitarand to me. I pick up and put the guitar strap over my shoulder.I touch the strings; it’s mic’d up. Through a littleContinue reading “Moments”

Shelter

A coffee. Rain on the roof. A quiet moment by the sea. I sit in the shelter with my coffee. Black. The rain is my company as it is falling steadily on the shelterroof. I can see one guy walking out on the beach with a dogrunning loops around them, but there is no one else here.You comeContinue reading “Shelter”

21st Century Revival

I was playing guitar earlier, trying to finish a song I’d been writing. Got the notebook open. Chords written down. Something not quite working. Frustrated.Breathe out.Take a break. Sitting on the couch. Switch on the TV.Flicking through videos.Can’t settle.The talking heads, the influencers and the product placements, the endless twenty-first-century noise. Too much. The screenContinue reading “21st Century Revival”