Breakfast for the Empty Pantry

I stood underneath the yellowed glow of the oven light that radiated from the central well of my kitchen cabinetry, a door left ajar and its inside housing the only light globe in my kitchen that hadn’t burnt out.Plight, it seemed, was to be my enviable decor. A stark kitchen, devoid of both plate and … Continue reading Breakfast for the Empty Pantry →

Breakfast in the park

A windy day of nothing to do. The overcast pall of sunrise had congealed itself upon morning’s doorstep and now weakly began to illuminate the lower-lying clouds that stuck to the horizon’s edge like porridge clinging to a kitchen sink.Dissatisfied with stillness, the wind exhumed a stagnant patch of air and flung and it carelessly … Continue reading Breakfast in the park →