by suziquaif | May 13, 2018 | stories
It is a nice day; one of those days when even the cab drivers are apt to smile and a guy can traverse the sidewalks of the Apple, and feel good because the sun is shining and the citizens are not depressed beyond the normal. I am minding my own business on my way to...
by suziquaif | Aug 21, 2017 | stories
The hedgerows are heavy with white Hawthorn blossom and winding brambles that will soon enough bear dark fruit. I would have walked; carried my suitcase of wares through uneven meadows dotted with nodding yellow cowslips and hopped over the bubbling spring of crystal...
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 | Jun 24, 2017 | poems
There once was a monkey who sat in a tree A very fine monkey I’m sure you’d agree With two hands, five fingers and prehensile tail he was every bit the monkey he expected to be. Spending long hours intently grooming his coat Occasionally given to laughing at monkey...
