With the luxury of summer time I ride one of my bikes around the warren of dead ends in Omaha winding through the web of sandy walkways...

Thirty years, or thirty days the future hides while we close our eyes and count so we place our bets on a past track record while time...

Even Cancer’s sign is an illusion an apparent constellation whose bright stars once passed in their slow celestial waltz jabbing needles...

The door swung hard shut and with the day a blank sheet I let my feet take me just where, which was up at first to climb above the cold...

Streaked with a green patina of tears accrued over years of open scrutiny they sit not on a pedestal in a celebrated square but on low...

From Augsburg we ride in convoy south guided by maps and cryptic words with logos and arrows discovered on posts, pedalling down gravelly...

Although the blue sky lured me out riding around Lyall Bay I found the winding black road shaded from a low-slung northern sun, grateful...

Getting a handle on this diabetes thing is no joke mate it’s as slippery as a bloody eel, or a big pot of boiled brisket. Sure, you can...

Oh, Ian, so suddenly you’re gone. These cold purple lips delivered denial through our twenty-five years together kissed the smokes sank...

A waiting room crowded some standing some pacing muttering one huge man asleep on the floor all chronic cases except a baby crying it is...

The patient need waits with bare feet and shod soul for the space between

for Jack Leo Amelia Eva Molly and Charlie Climb a tree see your pain from a distance. Lie on the ground watch the weather morph in slow...

A bear has mauled the dove – we say our prayers as clanking tank tracks crush the city streets. We give but feel no pain, the war is...

A short gulf flight links the island whenua which feeds my youth to an urban burden of care. In a day, the harvest of twenty years is...

With both parents lost, remembered, buried, nothing stands between being here and the edge of not being; the incline to the unfenced...

When you go with a list of four problems but the doctor has time for just two, when you’ve scraped up his fee since last pay day and...

The yin and yang of silver and black play on the liquid inlet at dawn reflection sliding over tides of thought a rippling through ears...

I walk to the end of the road taking more time than time before when a rough bearded pōhutukawa stops me as if to share a tale. Emotions...

I have not seen this girl before but already I love her, poised, upright, purposeful, with long hair curling from her helmet and limbs so...

Don’t knock technology you precious Boomer with stents to hold your options open pacemakers to keep you up with the beat lenses to...