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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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”
Midnight Rambler
This is chapter 10 from my book “Burn” A night walk. A cigarette. A conversation with someone on the late shift. Jean’s home. She’s exhausted. She fell asleep on the couch. I lifted her through to the bed. I got in next to her but I can’t sleep. I lay in the darkness. The streetlightContinue reading “Midnight Rambler”
Early Morning Song
I’m going to wake early in the morning. Before the sun. Before the people.Drag myself from my bed. I’m going to drive down to the beach, near where the river meets the sea. I’m going to walk.Feel the cold air.The December rain.The wind in my face. Watch the water breaking on the shore. Listen toContinue reading “Early Morning Song”
Blue Train #46
The train cuts through the countryside, over the high bridge over the river. Got that funny feeling in my stomach as I look over the edge. Down, down, down. All the way down to the river below. Check the time on my phone. Man out of time. Or just in time. Just about. The sun setting down behindContinue reading “Blue Train #46”
Paul Andrew Sneddon 