Into the woods – :: TANYA MEESON ::

This is the way the world ends

This is the dream in three parts. Scene 1We are preparing. We have heard. I am in a lush suburb that feels like the countryside. Unseen, camps have been made. More in concept than being visible. What is visible is the garden, the tree lines, the rich soil, the beautiful blue sky. I have becomeContinue reading “This is the way the world ends”

South Bridge

Near South Bridge they saw a party of drunk men with torches in the rain. The men were crowded around a small heap, of what they couldn’t tell. The men kicked it occasionally, jeering, pushing each other in show. A sharp-pitched cry escaped the heap and the men whooped louder. That’s what she told me.Continue reading “South Bridge”

The treasure

The ground was soft and the small hole was easy to dig. She had chosen a spot under the old Elm tree at the bottom of the garden. It was her fairy tree and she only played with her best friends here. Amanda looked inside the small velveteen bag one last time. She’d tried toContinue reading “The treasure”

The Door.

40 questions to Bette D, a direct transcript of the interview dated 11 Aug 2013, 14 hours before her death 1. WHAT TYPE OF BIRTH DID YOU HAVE?How would I know. Most important day of your godsdamn life and not two brain cells aware enough to bump together. Probably a good thing. What a godsdamnContinue reading “The Door.”

Sink

I was in Savasana today after a Bikram session that took me far away and deep. I’ve been thinking about you a lot these past few days and while I was lying in that heat, that heat that seems to draw every last memory from my bones to sweat them out from my skin, IContinue reading “Sink”