Red ones, yellow ones, pink and green, orange and purple and blue, Cathy was a rainbow, was a rainbow, was a rainbow, too… 2am: I can’t sleep, I’m too cold and I’ve got a stiff neck. My neck clunks and clicks like...

He didn’t return to the bomb-hole until Monday, a beautifully warm sunny day with a mild south-westerly wind, perfect for swimming. Alone, he plunged into the ice-cold water, crawling as far as the mass of tangled brambles, lichen petrified...

There's a few things i never told anybody.Like how some nights I lied awake.Or the things I Tell myself for my sake. Words on paper oh so pale.Some shared,some not.And my hopes to live among a peaceful,starry veil. The things I...