by suziquaif | Jul 25, 2017 | poems
Stand fast my heart, you beat too fast and turn the world too quick beneath my feet. My body shudders with thoughts of sex, my mind exhaling thoughtless breath for things I do not have and more I long to feel. I cannot live my life this way. So stand fast my heart and...
by suziquaif | Jul 25, 2017 | poems
With rising passions and loving embraces joined and parted to be joined again as winters blanket melts back to expose the burgeoning buds of spring, fond fingers follow meandering contours, dips and curves of softest form. Onward still to find warm moist niches where...
by suziquaif | Jul 22, 2017 | stories
The sky had turned a nasty shade of grey, a large cloud in the shape of dog peeing up a lamppost spitting rain on the taxi windows. Not entirely a good omen. Roger was wary of omens ever since his best friend’s cat suffered an unforeseen and untimely end. He was...
by suziquaif | Jul 16, 2017 | stories
This is based on my grandmothers life story that I always felt was proof, if needed, that truth is stranger than fact. I have changed the names of the characters, but beyond that there is a limited amount of fiction and a fair bit of assumption around known facts to...
by suziquaif | Jul 4, 2017 | people, places & things
On my many trips oop North as I turn off the M62, about which I could wax endlessly lyrical without pulling your leg even once, I pass a neck- breakingly high chimney pointing upwards to the steely sky over Rochdale. Wrapped up against the winter chill and seemingly...
