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''They are not long, the days of wine and roses:
Out of a misty dream
Our path emerges for a while, then closes,
Within a dream.''

2014 Pushcart Prize nominee. (more)

New story collection coming soon: Pseudo Stars

Many stories and poems published worldwide.
My work is raw and from experience and observations.

Trapped in a world, not of her own choosing

The Moat

She has suffered. She can never go back. Yet how will she go forward?

Victims of Crime

Artist: Simon Burch


  1. impressive piece. a nice bit of acting. really like the lines "Dealt the percentile before she had barely sampled the offering others gorge upon. She is the beginning stuck long before the middle." Especially the second sentence, because of its simplicity. If it is taken out of the context it is in, it could apply to the experiences of many people. Put a few thousand of those types of sentences together in a novel and you would be winning the Miles Franklin. Having not really been a victim of crime - I have been hit a couple of times and my wallet was stolen - I have never really experienced the setback of a crime that scared me into not wanting to leave the house - but your video poem gives an insight.

    1. That's a very good analysis Graham. it's probably vague enough to be open to interpretation which was the intent. Must be a lot of people around though with this type of reality, including some who suffer from anxiety. Anyway, I appreciate the time youve taken. Cheers

  2. You did a wonderful job with such a relevant issue, Anthony. This was very powerful. I like the analogy of the moat. I like that you leave us with "How long?" There are so many different ways to end that sentence - or not end it.


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