Stuart Miller-Osborne

The London disappeared of the coast of Ceylon in 1897 The Aztec disappeared in the Indian Ocean in 1903 And the Spirit of Richmond a year later in the same area In 2025 all three ships were found under the ice Not far from Antarctica Base Michael 32 That is why I travelling to Antarctica […]

Justine Terry was a close friend We had attended the same university And then she slowly dropped out She was thinner than I remembered her And her hair was much longer and unkempt But her piecing blue eyes had not changed

Justine Terry was my tour guide She spoke a number of languages We had attended the same university But I never met her in three years

I seek I desire What is already mine

Near the corner of Agen Lake Can be found a large house Owned by an unusual women The Lady in Red or The Mountain Lion She is known by both names Some say she is a Russian Countess Others that she is the sister of a millionaire But I just call her Ella Ella which […]

I was sitting in the doorway Of a train that used to carry tea When I lost my shiny red shoe I considered it lost in the jungle But it was found by my future husband Five years after I had let it fall

There is a viaduct in Ceylon Which has nine arches I have never seen this viaduct But have travelled across it in a dream Unlike other railways people here Mix closely with the passing trains I asked the dream master about this He looked confused and pleaded ignorance And requested a rerun of my previous […]

I waited until Charlotte was at her most vulnerable By doing so I probably saved her life She was sleeping on my bed quite naked A distance away from her weapons In dreams one does not need guns I had drugged her coffee And left the apartment I then contacted the cops and waited It […]

Joe I have just read your short story It is brutal to say the least It is just black and white The developers the planning committees Are portrayed as the bad guys They are assassinated in cold blood Without any mercy being shown They were the bad guys Rob But was direct action the only […]

Tiyson was a travel rep I once knew She told me about the Blue Sea Which was situated on the edge of the world She offered to walk with me To the Azure Beach So that we might swim Returning Blue