A kite dangles high in a tree branch. It twists and turns and flaps about
in the offshore breeze like a fish trying to wrestle itself from a hook.
Please have a read of my sweet little coming-of-age love story set in one my favourite places on earth Moturoa Rabbit Island. Click here to read. Thanks to Mary & Rory for your work putting this issue together and finding a home for this piece.
This time of year, nothing grows. Nothing decays. It’s that cold.
I’ll never forget my first encounter with a woodpecker in a snow filled pine forest in Poland. Since then they became one of my favourite birds. Delighted for this story to be included in The Wild Word’s ‘Wintering’ issue. Thanks to Kusi the editor and Cory the fiction editor for giving this piece a fitting home.
“To touch, to smell, to listen, to see,” he struggles with the list. “They’re all fantastic. In their own right. But the greatest of all, king of kings, is to taste.”
Thanks to TD and the team at The Antihumanist. I’m honoured to be included in the 3rd edition. Please find the issue here. My piece Eat, Drink and be Happy can be found on page 49 but you can probably read a Table of Contents. Enjoy.