To understand something its good to know where it comes from The body, roughly stitched from pubis to throat, lay naked in the Oshakati morgue. Our job was to put him, his boots and bloody clothes in a used coffin, screw down the lid and take him to his flight home. A...
Two weeks to perfection. Lie in next to a warm body, soft breath, hair across the pillow. With a little one too, angel-breath, elbow in my ear; rain gurgle in the gutter, car swish in the road. For now I’ll take now a bouncy run-grin-beam. Streets silent before...
Still running dreaming of the medal. Not really. I go over the route in my mind before sleep. By 8km, that steep little hill up to 45th cutting I’m asleep. But its ok, that first agitation is gone and my mind’s made peace with the effort to come. As I ran...
What to do on a running rest day? With the big day looming I have to run or laugh or beam. Life bursting my seams. Keep lid on. Jump in the pool, trim the lawn at 5 am? Took my coffee and crunchies to the planet conjunction – intimate now are Mercury, Jupiter,...
Heavy rain woke me. Grit teeth, sleep to alarm. Sky clear clear, big smile. Venus & co not up yet – good chat with Alpha Centauri, my beacon since childhood. Cascading memories, flaring poems. Forgot to count the hill repeats. I know I did 6, hope I didn’t do 7. A...
