BRITTLE Egg-shell brittle… My bones ache, My marshmallow brain blown out. Intelligent thought an Ancient lore. Active locomotion, a residual tale.   And yet, And yet, I still expect to be returned to normality, to return to full mobility. To run again and bend, to be able to play and think… Oh to think! ClearContinue reading “BRITTLE”


[I am trying to write the last piece of this story, but I have rather pushed myself into a cul-de-sac. By changing the P.O.V. in the last part to start the reveal… It becomes difficult to resume the original stand point. I will get there. This is an experiment…] CHARLOTTE SOMETIMES Charlotte woke up atContinue reading “CHARLOTTE SOMETIMES (THE STORY SO FAR)”