On-screen relationship

Technology brings dad and I together whenever we are apart, temporarily masking the empty feeling that engulfs his lonely heart.  Mum describes our day in great detail, recounting every move I’ve made, and the tales bring dad much joy, casting light over personal shade.  He tells me that he’ll be home soon to squeeze me…

Stack this

Eat. Stack. Unstack. Repeat. Despite relentless stacking this one remains incomplete. While I stick out my tongue to aid my concentration, I unknowingly develop my hand-eye coordination. In a flash I lose interest, stand up and turn my back, then I find another ring and return to the colourful stack. 

Disappearing dad

This happens every time that my dad goes to sea, I cry to feign interest then watch him cry more than me. He packs his bag at the last minute before dragging his heels out the door, while his thoughts already turn to when next he’ll step ashore. I watch from the window as he…

Flight time

Look Granny, look up there, a tiny little bird is floating majestically through the air. I wonder where it’s going just like I wonder many things, I wonder if it can see us beneath its feather coated wings. Soon it disappears, lost in never ending crisp blue sky, and I wonder why time with my…