Movement Underground

The earth moves under the weight of my flesh and bones, and I am no longer in control. You can find shelter from the storm, a hot bath and dry clothes; or a fresh glass of pure water and a cool bathing pool, to find relief from the radiation of the sun. But you can find [...]


The Bridge

I sit in my living room, on this drizzly spring afternoon, with the comfort of my warm woollen clothes, and freshly squeezed lemon hot water. When it rains here, it rains inside the house. Literally, I live in a 1920's woodsman cottage on the south coast of the north island, where the southerlies are brutal. [...]