You are alive you are still alive. I refuse to believe you took that long walk past the farm through …
Opening your door: a manual. A poem by Mark Saunders
1. It is nearly time – we don’t know exactly when – to open your front-door. Firstly, find the door. …
Send-off. A poem by Mark Saunders
I am not there but I can see it (just as we see everything now from a distance): the car, …
Ennui. A short play by Mark Saunders
A short play in one act (after the painting by Walter Sickert) or a day in the life of Mr …