GHOST LETTER 49

Image by Christine Renney I have stumbled away from the periphery, from the path I have forged by sheer persistence, by relentlessly walking. I look down at my feet and scan the ground in front of me. I am moving into the open and I have ventured out here before, onto these tracts of wastelandContinue reading “GHOST LETTER 49”

GHOST LETTER 48

Image by Christine Renney I have tried for so long to go unnoticed, to be unseen but I realise now that I haven’t wandered so very far from where people congregate. I maintain a distance, yes, looking in from the outer edges as it were. But I haven’t turned my back and run away, althoughContinue reading “GHOST LETTER 48”

GHOST LETTER 45

Image by Christine Renney I have been walking this route for weeks now, making my way around again and again. I am not ready to stop, not quite yet, but I have managed to slow down and I am able to loiter and linger and meander, wandering from the road and exploring my surroundings, venturingContinue reading “GHOST LETTER 45”

GHOST LETTER 37

Image by Christine Renney Everything is so much smaller now and each day familiar, echoing the last. On the road the repetition was harsh and ceaseless. I wasn’t able to retire in the evenings and sleep in a bed and, come morning, begin afresh. I still can’t but somehow I have managed to establish aContinue reading “GHOST LETTER 37”