One man and his dog

Homeless man sleeps foetal. In the square, in Mindelo. Under my window. Homeless dog sleeps foetal too. Dog wakes up, walks over, gives homeless man a valedictory lick. But man is deep in sleep. If only under this silhouetted mountain, on this beautiful island, there could be a home. For man and dog to share.... Continue Reading →

Stepping down from sky

The car halts. I slowly twist my face towards the driver as I sit up straight.‘This is it,’ he says.’This is what?’‘Tarrafal’‘Where?’‘Come’He beckons me towards the cliff edge. I follow, cautiously.‘Come ... come ...’I follow. Much more cautiously. Beyond the gravel, rock, and dust - all far too dry to give my shoes any purchase... Continue Reading →

Dry

A madman stumbles around the white line of the barren road. His brain had dried up. His cup of alcohol is empty.   Nothing happens fast. Space so vast the car though fast seems to pass as would a snail crossing a desert.   Tar gives way to cobbles. Cobbles give way to dust.

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