The fever that gripped me for two weeks after my possession cooled after the textbooks were filled. Yet my poetic heart blossomed, and I spent my nights composing poems for muses that came into the bars I worked in around the world. Romances and lovers came along with my gifts, and I gratefully accepted every …
My body paced throughout the house that late afternoon. No one was home as it stormed through the bedrooms, revolt spilling from my pores and infecting the environment like a pungent stench. Scott eventually came back home and when he did I walked towards him and in a moment of overpowering I bleated out on …
It was in the early 1990s that the faucet of my literary spring was turned back on after an incident in an apartment in Dunedin. The four-bedroom apartment was in the centre of the city, at the south-eastern side of the Octagon (central city square). It was the top level of the three-story building, a …