GHOST LETTER 27

Image by Christine Renney I still intend to keep walking but the road now is a distraction. It has become too much, the noise and the lights at night. There is a bridge up ahead and I wonder about all the others just like it that I must have passed. But I haven’t noticed andContinue reading “GHOST LETTER 27”

GHOST LETTER 26

Image by Christine Renney As I walk I am reassured by the line of traffic on my right – by its constancy – but I don’t look directly at it. Instead, I focus on the road ahead and it is just a blur and harmless, a childish scrawl of smudged crayon. I have become fascinatedContinue reading “GHOST LETTER 26”