Umwelt: Darkness Flows Like A River Episode 11: The Hand That Feeds

Amidst an entourage of sharp-eyed rooks, Vespesian perches atop the Cathedral, stares out across the stone and steel patchwork of the city. In the thin light of morning Volitares swoop across cloudless heavens… Read More

Poetic Interlude: Scio

Scio “knowing in the fullest sense of the word” Fractured Fractals of light Burst, blossom, carouse In midnight vision It’s a dull heart beat Booms in the distance Like warfare On the horizon… Read More

Umwelt: Darkness Flows Like A River Episode 10: Parasols At Dawn

The atmosphere in the boxing parlour is taut as a whip, fit to crack. Alexander stands in the ring, fists poised, knuckles bruised and bloody. His chest heaves, bare of shirt and spattered… Read More

Time Is Not My Friend.

Time is not my friend. Given the standard 24-hour day I tend to, by distraction, discombobulation, digression, desertion and disaster, waste a good portion of the 16 odd hours I tend to spend… Read More

Umwelt: Darkness Flows Like A River Episode 9: Silk-Dressed Savages

‘Come one, come all!’ The distant cry reverberates across the muddied grass as a straggling crowd moves toward the mouldering yellow and green stripes of the big top at the centre of the… Read More

Through A Dragonfly’s Wing

Arms trembling, stippled at the touch of air, I claw my way out of the dirt. As my head breaks the surface, the warm weight of sunlight causes the membranes to flick across… Read More

Subject & Object: The Critical Eye

I want to talk a little bit about subject and object. Or rather subjective and objective. We cling a little too hard to the former at the expense (and often complete obliteration) of… Read More

Umwelt: Darkness Flows Like a River Episode 8: The Horror of Tranquillity

Silken, sly and deft as a cephalopod in a glass maze, it sneaks tendrils through the cracks. Wispy as smoke, with that same fluid congruence, those sneaking filaments flutter in cosmic breezes it… Read More

AltFiction Gushery…

This past weekend I finally took the plunge and popped my con cherry at AltFiction. Re-locating this year from Derby to Leicester, under the management of the mighty Adele (@Hagelrat of twitter &… Read More

A bit of old Weird Fiction: Architecture: Infernal Machines

Step across the threshold. Darkness is a shroud, re-makes featureless jumbles to monstrous apparitions, but distant light catches the eye, another room in a large, convoluted house, crippled by time and decay. Henley Moore, in… Read More

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