Lesson from a Thorn

Part I I saw her coming, leather lead in hand. Kicking up flaky, orange mud. The mongrel didn’t see me; I was hidden beneath the leaf of the palm tree, waxy hood disguising my eager spike. She was laughing, sun-bleached blonde bob bouncing with each step. I had to do it, especially when I saw … Continue reading Lesson from a Thorn

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Core

I am the empty, meandering lake, carved and scooped out by the edges of your finger nails. I am the echo from the top of a mountain. Your icicles drop and slice through the centre of my heart. The stampede charge beside my river, buffalo stomp, panic, kick up veld; The cracks grow, longer, thicker, … Continue reading Core

Mrs Thomas

A short story… Outside the train window the landscape is bitten down by winter’s harsh breath. A raven, beautiful despite Mr Thomas’ opinion, wrestles free of that icy grip and disappears behind the welcoming hills in the distance. Mrs Thomas thinks that the sun must smile more over there. Laura Marie  Copyright: Laura Davis © 2017, … Continue reading Mrs Thomas