An image I’ve retained from childhood reading: the plague!
There will be an accounting
There is a place, far, far away
Our post-Covid-19 future: blurry lights beckoning us forward
One tram, one passenger (me!)
A shelf freed up for more work, something I could never do outside lockdown
A stroll away from all others. Deep oily waters. Oily troubled mind.
As quiet as a country town … but it’s inner city
New tech … am I uplifted or scared?
My dot, where is my dot?