Submarines and the state of untruth

When I first read an article about the death of Kim Wall and the Danish inventor, aptly called Peter Madsen, I thought it was a satirical piece. I thought that it was fiction. Doh! Recent world events and changes in world media should’ve told me, by now, that we live in a time of surreal…

relieved

  I was relieved to see her on my walk along the river front with the black heron and squatting geese   Although relief is not what I thought I’d feel   A sweet smell rose from the river it was not unpleasant, at least though some people might say so   Flowers drooped from…

Story in Short #28: The Creation

Mrs. Banks looked down over the sodden lawn and tried to ignore the wailing coming from the upstairs bedroom. Thick clouds rolled in over the lake with the grim promise of more rain. The flames of Edward’s fire glowed orange in the wet haze, flickering out of his hut window, down by the lake. Mrs.…

mini sushi snack

    DON’T WORRY ABOUT YOUR MINI SUSHI SNACK THE FISH CALLED THEY DON’T WANT THEIR GUTS BACK   DON’T FUSS OVER YOUR TERIYAKI CHICKEN BITES ALL THE CHICKEN ARE DEAD

(Not-really-a) Story in Short #27: Ode to a Billboard

Dream, asks the billboard. Asks? This the 21st century. Dream! The billboard demands I dream.  Without the billboard I have no dreams, without my dreams the billboard has no purpose. Bold and agitating, the billboard greets me at 3:30 pm each day when I leave Victoria station on the southbound train for Margate. Dream! What…

Stories in (super) Short #26: Miss Hawthorn’s cakes

There’ll always be cakes in Miss Hawthorn’s shop window. Creamy round cakes topped with cherries and pink glazing that turns sweaty in the sun. Although the grime and the dust of the busy street, pounded by the crowd’s busy feet, dirties and stains the glass of Miss Hawthorn’s shop window, the cakes always look so…

Book of the week: Shusaku Endo, Stained Glass Elegies

Torture, simplicity and constipation This is the first time delving into any Japanese literature beyond Murakami, and Endo has impressed me. Mainly an autobiographical sort of writing – not unlike the Russian literature I was reading a few weeks back – Endo tackles the issue of growing up as Christian Japanese and explores how this…