when nothing’s inside your head (and you have no clue what to say)

Unsure if the darkened cafe is actually open,
You sweep inside and straight past the hosts,
Despite their earnest efforts to engage.
Princess Karoline calls you ‘dapper’ –
Referring to your outfit Continue reading “when nothing’s inside your head (and you have no clue what to say)”

the joy of song (short story 3,443 words)

Section 1
Stood in his narrow
kitchen, staring vacantly at the blister pack held between his fingers and thumb, the new pills – Johnson concluded, simply weren’t working. Like the ones he’d been placed on before, and the one’s before the one’s before. The same as always, his deep depression, chronic introversion and social anxiety paralysed him. This, despite the elapse of two years since his first prescribed treatment. Continue reading “the joy of song (short story 3,443 words)”