On Departing Night

The night was settled.With head drooped and sandy-eyed, the final hours of the dwindling year made themselves ready for the coming of morning, a low-dimmed lonely moon at rest upon the horizon, soft slow drifting clouds underlined with sliver as the windless night exhaled. Suburbia’s dotted hills began slowly switching off their lights, the fading … Continue reading On Departing Night →

Balendup Video Rentals

‘Well, that was ominous.’ Across the duality of times spent working or left in waiting for work to end, the final rostered hour of Balendup’s lone video shop had long maligned the attention span of the store’s most adjacently-dedicated staff members.Too late to put on a good horror movie and too early to put on … Continue reading Balendup Video Rentals →

The Balendup Library Running Club II

And so, the four then became five.From terrified apologies to the vacuuming of the library lobby, Marla had rejoined the Balendup Library Running Club and the introduction of the ominously dusty Andrew to her fellow club members had both commenced and then slowly passed. The grey air was heavy outside as the languid shadow of … Continue reading The Balendup Library Running Club II →

On Making Friends While Running

I’ve started running. As a person who considers themselves unfit for the trials of a stairwell--let alone actual exercise--the meek slouch of my aching shoulders had leant me forward as I collapsed into the embrace of a thicket, the wet leaflitter therein feeling somewhat cooling against my side.Of cardio, I am an amateur, and for … Continue reading On Making Friends While Running →

The Balendup Library Running Club: 1

An apathetic glass door drags itself leftward on rattling hinge as the growing bluster outside triggers the auto-sensor with a passing of unswept leaf-litter. It is Autumn; the mist covered branches of the nearby park have all shed their greenery into the gutter, discarding the last year of growth in preparation for the winter.It's a … Continue reading The Balendup Library Running Club: 1 →

I Made a Friend

I made a friend. It feels a sad thing to admit now that I've written it down, but the fact is that I've usually struggled whenever meeting someone new.I should say that I'm not a total basket case, despite my rambling ruining the argument; It's just that words are hard, they're a tangle of lagging … Continue reading I Made a Friend →

Thoughts of a Pigeon

Thoughts of pigeon, whilst perched upon pipe and enlightened by gas leak. Time was important. Well, as a segment of general relativity, time is often considered to be important; It is, depending on the perspective, a metaphysical anchor of progressive conscious that science hopes to be used in measurement of a day: thus, keeping clock … Continue reading Thoughts of a Pigeon →

The Failed Cultist IV: The end of the world

‘That’ll be 50 cents love.’ ‘Thanks Hazel’ said Marla as she took the carton of milk off the counter and dropped some change into a salvation army donation box. Nodding goodbye in her turn to leave the mopy 27 year old immediately became entangled in the bakery’s red and green fly curtain and fell outside … Continue reading The Failed Cultist IV: The end of the world →

The Failed Cultist Part III

Quiet and indifferent, the crest of morning began to build with a lazy amble upon the horizon. The mud yellow of sunrise filtered across Balendup, illuminating the chaotic mess of a third story apartment and a ritual left abandoned. Blood, still damp on the kitchen table, stagnantly reflected a small sun dog onto a patch … Continue reading The Failed Cultist Part III →

The Failed Cultist Part II

‘How far down should I go?’ Marla thrust a shovel into the soil, her breaths hung visible the night air. It was Autumn and the wet leaf litter crunched noisily underfoot as she took pause, attempting to stamp some energy back into her legs. ‘I don’t know is 12ft a thing? Am I going to … Continue reading The Failed Cultist Part II →