Sounds of Silence
‘Darling, I am sorry I did not come home last night.’ Thus spoke Quilt, adding softly: it is not what you think. Silence looked back – blank – no hint of a coming fight. An eternity, then a sigh: what dish and drink tonight? Quilt is Mr. Confused; he expected a sword not a […]
Strange Dinners
I eat strange dinners – if I can call them that. One moment it is chapati – dry and hard, with boiled egg, mango and avocado, and, with a sneaky sense of bravado, wash all down with tickled red wine Another moment, when I decide to dine, it is carrot, banana and hesitant yogurt downed […]
She spoke of pangs of pain – for her baby
“I was assailed by pangs of sweet pain in my loins Sharp spasms that mock all my yearnings and toils God! How I needed to bear a child of my own! A child to drink with my heart before my days are gone A baby, oh, a sweet, helpless baby to break my dam A […]
