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Dear ,
It was a hot night, a wet night. The damp of fog. A dark night. The smell of grass and dust. A feel­ing a little like pet­rol. Volatile.A breeze lightly stirred. Every­one was asleep, every human. Here and there someone would stir in the mug­gi­ness, yawn and fall back asleep, com­pletely unaware that they had woken. The occa­sional one […]

Dear All,

After awhile I moved from my broken house, war-bombed to a new one. I had a little money and was in a state to acquire new things and so I was in the mar­ket for a new place. They were mak­ing some new rooms fash­ioned in aban­doned factor­ies and other build­ings and so I thought, why not.
There was the smell of saw­dust and […]

Dear All,
As I knew we would, we out­grew our small corner of the des­troyed city and left our house. The house we had con­struc­ted out of the wreck­age of a burnt ruin. The small life, the world, the piece of beauty and warmth. One day we both hugged (the way we always do) and went out for […]

Dear All,
The city is a waste­land. Blackened corpses, husks of des­troyed houses, charred roads, and the twis­ted remains of trees. Broken crazy pav­ing, ruined towers that arch their broken arms towards the sky as if beg­ging for mercy. A slate-grey sky, today, that only some­times opens up to admit shafts of sun­light to warm the earth. It […]