Excerpts and Prose

Sadness vs. Grief

There is sadness and there is grief. They are two totally different beasts which consume you in different ways. Sadness hits fast and takes you down. It doesn’t always kill you. Usually, it’s usually just a wound. Grief takes you down like sadness but then finishes you off by picking you apart. Ripping the meat…

JOHN 10 – an Excerpt from The Devil You Know

So, I did, and instantly he began to lecture me like a father. I wasn’t sure how to take it when he started off with, “I’m a man…” I put my hand up as he took a rag from his apron to wipe his forehead. “Listen. Can you hear that?” I asked him. My words…

Dave was that kind of guy….

It was just past eight in the morning. When I came to terms with the fact Dave really hadn’t come home, I sat up in bed. I looked around my room which was painted an awful blue that he had picked when our house was being built. Fuck his blue paint. I swung my feet…

Blood in the sand…

The day I was born my mother sent me naked screaming into the world. Hurling towards a pinpoint of light from between her legs, that I would spend the entirety of my forty-two years chasing and failing to reach. Till one day, over a cup of coffee and a donut, I realized that blowing my…

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