Into the Darkness

  The fear began to settle in around sundown. The cicadas, crickets and everything else in the deep forest came to life in the twilight with a slow groaning roar that grew louder with the setting of the sun. A dark green snake slithered through the murky waters, its slow side to side movements creating … Continue reading Into the Darkness



Farang- A white, European looking foreigner. The origin of the word is from the old francophone word franc. It was Friday night, the sun was just beginning to dip it's head over the Mekong and “Bo Pen Yang” rooftop bar was full of all sorts of people, backpackers, ex-pats, sex-pats and working ladies mostly with a … Continue reading Farangs

Between Heaven and Hell

It was somewhere between one tiny pueblo and another on a dusty trail along the Camino de Santiago. Everywhere around was the colour of sun scorched yellow, the trail, the wheat fields, the vegetation-less hills even the clouds that I kicked up in my wake were yellow. The only things that stood out from what … Continue reading Between Heaven and Hell


As ships sail the seas, Above and below, I sit with the sun on my back, And my toes in the sand, Alone and thinking, About the vastness of perception, This dream that I live in, Nothing real, Nothing fake, Nothing lasting, Just being, For a certain amount of time, Do the eagles that circle … Continue reading Ephemerality

Sonder in the City

Phnom Penh is a city where the depravity of a man’s soul can find solace and companionship. It will sucker punch you in the balls when you are not looking then nurse you in its arms while feeding you cheap rum. These are the stories of some of the people who inhabit and shape that … Continue reading Sonder in the City

Signs of our Times

The forests of my childhood are silent, Kids sit in rooms of solitude, Surrounded by peers, The trees under which children used to play, Are lonely, Lonely as the hearts of the kids, I see them now, Sullen faced somnambulists, Earphones on, Blocking out the world they don’t understand, Zoned into the screen of all … Continue reading Signs of our Times

Sleep Paralysis

I fell through the door from my balcony that day, gasping from the heat of mid-day and dying to get away from it and get some rest. It had been another one of our infamous three day benders that had nearly turned into an even more famous four day bender if I hadn’t sneaked out … Continue reading Sleep Paralysis