FREE LOVE LETTERS

They were the darlings of heaven. Van and Cecilia. He was beautiful. God, how I loved him. But she…she was…

Secondary highways

The guy I think I’ve fallen for is out there, miles from here on one of a thousand impossible back…

She is a blurred Madonna, hovering like smoke in slanted light. Has she come to save me? he wonders. Is…

“He’s Brandoesque.” This is what Farud’s wife is saying about the guy in the jeans and the red t-shirt; the…

I keep my ex-lover’s secret; safe as the house we once shared. On her side of the bed, another sates…

You caught me looking. I can imagine your reaction. Dirty old man! I will not undress for your gaze. Your…

In gods, I do not believe. In destiny, I place no trust. Neither do I look for signs in stars.…

With you, I was beautiful. It was transformative. It changed the way I saw the world. As though, with your…

THE FOLLOWING IS AN EXTRACT FROM OUR RECENTLY PUBLISHED NOVEL THE LAST SUMMER OF HAIR. As the afternoon progresses and the…

I saw you in the evening. You turned your golden head toward me. Eternity moving slow. Some things you remember…