The Phantom Itch
By N. M. Sirett The Phantom Itch Mayberry Village wasn’t far from the edge of nowhere and barely alive on a map. Some of the minor roads were nothing more than country tracks that broke…
FORSYTHIA
four yellow arms reach out to squeeze me four yellow charms glimmer my way one single eye sits at each centre regarding my wonder this early spring day … sunlit coronas envelop each petal enhancing…
The House
A Short Story 800 Words By N. M. Sirett© THE HOUSE The house itches. I scratch the memories of it with a limp finger. They flake like scab-heads falling. Floorboards creak. Lamps crack under their…
My Reading Log for 2025
Yup, I’m an absolute bookworm. I admit it. If there is one thing I love as much as writing (well almost) it’s reading. And here’s a list of books I’ve read in 2025. Reread: Hubble…
Gentle Words
By N. M. Sirett © All Rights Reserved© GENTLE WORDS You are kind I am kinder You are a flower I am a bee To grow, you need me. . You are colours I am…
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