Stuart Miller-Osborne

On a day of forty-two degrees just over a year ago I found a phone on a bench at Avignon TGV I tried to call the owner but did not get a reply So I settled for a text as I hoped that she was nearby I did not receive a reply for six weeks…

I have loved many people And because of that I have saved them   I have saved many people And because of that I have loved them

would have most likely written love letters using lavender ink

were married this afternoon in the church of all souls this is the favoured church of the brave airmen who live in the nearby camp and patrol our fragile skies   my name is bruno landini and i had the honour of joining my beloved friends together in holy matrimony i am also happily married…

I finally worked up the courage to offer the book thief A job in my bookshop as my sometime assistant To my surprise I found that she came from a wealthy family And only stole books as she believed That she should not have to pay for them Ours is a transparent friendship Sometimes warm…

Of late a woman casually dressed with raven hair Has stolen books from my run down shop The books are only worth of few euros each Her behaviour fascinates me as do her choices She tends to steal books on classical philosophy By secreting them under her sloppy joe I am thinking of offering her…

Only God knows that I exist Quite why he cares I do not know Nobody else is aware of me Which has its advantages As I own an old bookshop Without regular customers In a dingy street near the railway station

For a number of years I corresponded with a priest from Senegal It was a gentle friendship which we both enjoyed without thought And then he died of a fever in the days before his fiftieth birthday This devastated me and even now ten years later I long to hear his voice But of late…

When I was very young I remember being told a story about a girl who had been blind since birth Who had her diseased eyes replaced During a pioneering operation Her donor was a serial killer who had been tried and fried for his crimes All was well for a while But soon she began…

I am planning to celebrate my next birthday Which is a landmark birthday By sitting on a wall in Versailles Enjoying on ice cream Whether this will materialise or not is open to question As the future is always fluid Nothing is still Only the past remains unchanged One can interpret the past But the…