Square turrets
Open sky
Brick pieces
Jutting handholds
Shuttered windows
Photo by Sarah Taylor; Poem by Heather Taylor
Photo by Sarah Taylor; Story by Heather Taylor
Short Story: Dream
It was easy to make. A quick flick of black, the spray smooth and even. The red an afterthought to bleed into what she’d already done. Chuck had given her the stencil so it was only a matter of finding a space.
Read MoreAnniversary
I couldn’t let the day go by without saying something about the bombings last year. I can’t believe they happened in the first place let alone that a year went by when 52 people were killed by bombs on buses and in the tubes. At 10 to 9 this morning, wreaths were layed at Kings Cross, Edgware Road, Russell Square and Liverpool Street. And a memorial will be tonight. It’s a sad day in London and across the UK.
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Photo by Sarah Taylor; Poem by Heather Taylor
Poem: Sparks
We write our names across the sky
Willing them to the universe
Wishing on stars and blown out candles
For the one we want, are dreaming of
Onion Sprouts
A short story about Onion Sprouts first published in McSweeneys: "I thought you would be a good idea. I like your other varieties: alfalfa, bean, broccoli, even fennelgreek. And I don’t even know what fennelgreek is. Now I have learned. Oh. Have. I. Learned."
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