Letters to the Future

  • June 25, 2017 Letter to the Future, 25 June 2017

    In the weeks since I last wrote I've been reading of people who could genuinely predict the future. They weren't seers or soothsayers exactly, and nor were they the stuff of myth, like Tiresias or Cas...

  • June 11, 2017 Letter to the Future: 11th June 2017

    The present knows nothing. The present is mute, stupid and feeble. The present is lost in a sea of sensory overload. It’s only in retrospect that anything can pretend to make sense.

  • May 28, 2017 Letter to the Future, 28 May 2017

    I've been struggling to see past tomorrow.

  • May 14, 2017 Letter to the Future, 14 May

    I was trying to tell you, it’s about inequality.

  • May 01, 2017 Letter to the Future, 1st May

    You are walking down a path in a well-maintained park on a sunny day. On each side, lawns stretch their fingers to cast iron fences. Up ahead, rows of boldly coloured tulips stand to attention. It's a...

  • April 17, 2017 Letter to the Future, 17 April 17

    Are you still screening It's a Wonderful Life on TV at Christmas?

  • April 02, 2017 Letter to the Future: 2nd April 2017

    I remember our foreheads touching, only for a second; mine stays there, touching air, still warm from our brief encounter. You’re small and you fidget, and your full check touches my eyes as you pul...

  • March 19, 2017 Letter to the Future: 19th March 2017

    You haven’t read this. You didn’t bother clicking on the link. You retweeted without scrolling to the end. You bought the book and put it in your bag and carried it round with you for a few weeks ...

  • March 05, 2017 Letter to the Future: 5 March 2017

    in which, chances are, I will fall off my bike again

  • February 19, 2017 Not standing still, together

    You and I are perched at the edge of this building, looking over the city, waiting for the spring breeze to arrive whilst the tips of our ears freeze.