Hayes “ ‘Story?, Anto.” Anto shuddered, hearing his name called. He didn’t suffer from the nerves. He just liked to know what was coming, the better he’d be able to handle it. “Ah, Jem,” he said, spotting his greeter, “what’s the crack with yerself?” They were standing on the corner of Bolton St and Capel…Read more Life in another Dimension
Hayes Hamish dashed to catch the eight am express train to the city. He caught it just in time, the loud swishhh of the electric doors behind him and the cold draft of winter air reminded him just how close. The train was packed, with many people standing, briefcases tucked between their ankles, handbags clutched…Read more Hamish takes a Train
Hayes Sunset or dawn, being hangs between life and death, begin and end. Waking, a task to complete, primal power surges from source through feet, body, limbs and mind, alight, ablaze, resting nights follow living days.
From Albeycin to Alhambra (Hayes) In the twilight of a summer evening the Alhambra’s shadow cast a gloom, sweet voices from the shade arose, the sunshine voice of youth. I couldn’t sit, I sank to listen to songs of promise and belief, crumpled in a forlorn heap, I longed for songs of love and lore…Read more Slaughter of Innocence