Arabica Dreams

Sitting in the fridge and waiting In the darkness, in the cold Dormant treasure, there for tasting: My own volcano from Ecuador! Rendered up the precious chattel Sacred roast meets altar’s blades Umber jewels tumble, rattle: Tribal percussion from Africa! The lid is closed, down goes the switch Bouncing beans, a short-lived dance Whirling, now […]

The Linen Cupboard

‘Where do you want me to put the carrots?’  Jordi asked, the box getting heavier by the second. ‘You can just leave them on the side,’ said Glòria.  ‘Look, I’ve got to go or I’ll be late.’  She was already pulling the car keys out of her handbag.  ‘Can you sort out the linens as […]