Stay And Yell At Me – Part 2

It sounds so wrong to say it. My daughter, Emma, is apparently not my daughter. I haven’t wrapped my head around the utter what-the-fuckness of all this. I’ve been living with my friend Isaac for three days now. My wife, Alice, and I haven’t spoken since I left her. Stay and yell at me Charlie, she had pleaded. I didn’t […]

Can You Hear The Drums?

It is 4.17am. There is a drum beating somewhere. My eyesight might be failing me, but my hearing hasn’t bailed on me yet. I can hear it loud and clear. It beats continuously. Dam daram…dam daram…dam daram… 4.22 am and it is getting fainter. Maybe ‘whoever’ is getting tired? The beats are weaker too. Dam…da-ram…dam…da-ram…dam…da-ram No it is loud again. […]