View From The Top Of The Tank

“ Who is calling you, Genie? Why don't you pick up the damn phone?” He looked at the screen with distaste and lobbed the phone at me...

Dear Me, It's so strange to get back together after so long. I’m using a fake Mont Blanc pen to scribble in you. From Orussey Market ...

I stirred and burrowed under the covers. And then I was wide awake. The phone Genie gave me last night was ringing. An iPhone. How the he...

Last April I packed my bags and went off to the US. It was not a destination I quite expected to go to, previously perceiving it as a col...

I felt a poke in my breast. “Sorry, that wasn't intentional,” Genie said. I looked involuntarily at the space between our seats on ...