My lids were lifted and the ceiling was closer, The floor was further away. No floatation though, well suspended. No. My back was held in place. Sculpted between my shoulder blades, I could feel the supports of which I was raised. They were solid, unbreakable, stronger than oak. Every pore of my skin gave off … More Summoned


Defened by the overly noticeable silence The knots and twists of the carpet invoke vertigo The sort of dive you’d be expecting violence Bombarded with 2 for one, Thursday special promos It’s curry club night and the feeling’s right A Tesco ready meal slopped into a balti dish Immortal naan bread and microwave rice Stick … More Spoons