Begin Again

by Alex MacGregor Awaken, friends, this is the dawn of a new day For now we leave behind the time we can no longer turn back For now we leave behind the futile grains of unfulfilled sand Let us not hold onto our grievances, the dead lichen of the day before Let us not deny … Continue reading Begin Again


The Hall

By Alex MacGregor Nothing has changed. Polished wood, radiator guards. Chairs stacked in two. Windows peeling with white paint. Nothing has changed. Pyrex mugs, a giant urn. Coffee, tea. Custard creams and bourbons. Nothing has changed. The distant echoes. Squeaking footsteps, joyful laughter. Not knowing where we were going. Nothing has changed. Clinging evermore to … Continue reading The Hall