A land of the unthinkable

Believe it and it will become.
Breath and life shall thrive.

Create a space where anything can happen, from the unthinkable to an unrelenting beauty of fantasy.

Brutal seagulls​ at the beach

“Be careful with that,” she whispers, handing the two ice creams over. “What?” The tourist asks. “The birds are bad here,” she responds.  The man laughs, mocking the girl’s concern. A few minutes later a yell can be heard, the girl leans over the counter and sighs at the sight. Five seagulls circle the couple,…

A woman being watched at a bar

Sam felt strange, blushing slightly she took a gulp of her wine, the punch stinging her lungs and waking her up from her dazed state. Someone was watching her, the stare was pinching at her skin, smothering her until she felt sticky. She surveyed the bar, the afternoon crowd had been replaced with a younger…

A particularly grumpy cow​

“Don’t do it,” Sam whispered, eyes scanning the field for the cow in question. “It will be fine, I’m not walking all the way around that’s ridiculous,” Chloe replied. Easing the wooden gate open she stepped into the field, confident smile marking her lips as she turned to her friend. “Don’t just stand there!” He screamed,…

Another rant from an ice cream girl

The things any ice cream server does not want to hear. “Have you got a lemon?” The one flavour out of the 24 freshly made that we don’t have. “Have you got any ice lollies?” Does it look like we have ice lollies? “Do you do smoothies?” Does it look like we have smoothies? “Have…

Dirt between her toes

Nose to the sky she breathes in deep Letting out a soft sigh, Chin tilted up she watches the clouds pass Dreaming of wings used to fly. Bare feet engulfed by the moist earth Dirt tickling her toes, Falling to the floor she lets out a giggle An earthy blend now staining her clothes. Her…

An ice cream the size of her head

“A whipped ice cream please,” the customer asks. I begin to turn before a tiny giggle catches my attention, looking down,  I meet eyes with a small child. Her blonde hair is in two pink bobbles, pudgy cheeks covered with chocolate and large eyes already tainted with a sugar rush. “A child’s cone?” I ask,…

The Jenga​ executioner

They all felt it, the air becoming thinner with everyone’s intake of breath. They chanted, not her, anyone but her, but it was too late. Sam sauntered in, her strawberry blonde hair swirling with each step.  Please, they chanted, don’t let her see. But, she did, catching one of the player’s eyes with a dazzling smile. Sam edged closer, laughing…

Engulfed​ by the ocean

Breath. Cold air sliding down my throat, Each intake peeling reality New flavours evolving to gloat. Breath. Salt itching at my lungs, Coarse ocean waves seeming to crash With each move of my tongue. Breath. The song of sailors escaping​ my lips, Their ancient call one of history Of the battle of ships.   Savor 

A wedding dress disappearance​

Chloe: Hurry up! Sal: It’s the ruffles, they are heavier than they look. Chloe: I don’t care just move it. Sal: I’m trying! Chloe: Here, this spot is fine you take this and I’ll dig. Chloe hands over the giant white wedding dress to Sal, who shrieks with the weight.  Sal: What if she finds…