• Vol. 04
  • Chapter 08


To: My mermaid lover

Walk to the shore
Stay there awhile with just your thoughts

Dip your feet my dear into my water
Feel the wind against your skin
            meet me with your tears

Fall into me long-lost lover
How long have you been away from me?
I still hear your songs
            carried in the wind

My anguish beats against the shore
Shaking oceans
            remembering you

How beautiful you were
Your golden locks glistened against my rippling skin
And I held you buoyant
Showed you off to fishermen

Foolish were the ones who thought you belonged to them
            they rest at the bottom of my sea

Where are you my love?
I am a lonely sea
            without you

Why don’t you come?
            I will yearn for you always



Two policemen stood outside his front door. He had been caught on CCTV stealing the mermaid exhibit from the Turf Coffee House, 39 St James’s Street a week earlier.
“You can’t arrest my son,” cried his distraught mother. “He’s only 13”.
“I’m sorry ma’am but he has to come with us to the station for questioning,” replied the police officer.
“I can explain everything,” cried Anthony, taking out the crumpled piece of paper from his pocket.

“I was only trying to help,” he muttered through tears as he was led away.