Jen Harvey

Canada Geese

July 20, 2017

·

Out on the lake, the low plaintive call of Canada geese lingered in the mist, the sound reverberating in the moist air like an echo.

A Quiet Game Of Bowls

March 2, 2017

·

Jen

This story was first published by Visual Verse

Goodnight, my friends, goodnight

November 11, 2016

·

Jen

And it’s only art that can take you by the hand and show you the way towards joy, towards life. Then up the mountainside, to wash your eyelids in the rain.

Spice Up Your Life

November 5, 2016

·

Jen

There’s blood. I taste it when I swallow, metallic and unmistakable, like the tip of a battery on my tongue, and when I try to cough it up, a hand touches mine and something bleeps.

The idea comes at night, of course. It creeps up the stairs to the bedroom where you sleep, and you wipe it away, this thing which brushes the skin of your forehead. But it finds a way in, and whispers to you, ‘hush, hush.’