Looking down on the water. My car parked by the wall.Two weeks since I moved into this hotel down by the shore. It’s seen better days, but it’s still standing.Kind of like me.Swanky resorts are for accountants and bloodless retreats. Here, I’m meeting ghosts.The guy smoking on the step with his pal. Or the lassieContinue reading “Shore”
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Rain
Rain. Rain. The endless rain.I couldn’t sleep for the rain.Falling on the window, on the door.Leaking through the roof,dripping in pots in the hallway.I had to move the bed, cos it was below a leak.The water mark on the ceiling getting bigger as the days run on,and sleep doesn’t come,and the whole world feels tilted.SitContinue reading “Rain”
Context (Version 2)
Someone messaged me: “I like your writing, but do you need to swear so much?”It just comes fucking naturally. We’re Scottish. It’s who we are.I told them:Two friends talking about a mutual pal, someone you can rely on, says, “Aye, he’s a good cunt.”See two folk on the bus, a few beers to the wind.Continue reading “Context (Version 2)”
Ayrshire Light
I was dreaming last night.About you.And me. We were walking to our house, under the Scottish sun.Its warmth.Light. Ayrshire light. Leading us home. We walked hand in hand. The house sat on its own.In a clear, empty field.An endless sky above, clouds rolling across its deep blue. A gravel path.A garden alive with colours.Up the step. TheContinue reading “Ayrshire Light”
Big Empty
Doug tore at the guitar string. His fingers were shredded, the guitar fed back. Louder and louder till it was ringing in his ears. He looked at the notebook. Big Empty. He grabbed a glass and knocked back the drink. He was nearly sick as he picked up the bottle and threw it against theContinue reading “Big Empty”
Paul Andrew Sneddon 