Finsch’s wheatear

little bird perched on my palm suddenly: all i now know is claws and a song from it to me: small murderous part of me, go away, in any form. pluck for it instead from the red Cypriot soil a worm. Mother? Nature. Father and child. pluck for it instead from the red Cypriot soil […]

Cats and snakes

Cyprus is full of stray cats. This time of year is all about screaming cats and cats in heat and psycho cats and you do not want to mess with these cats. Not even Life Is Better With Betty, my dog, deigns. There’s a story that says that when Saint Helena reached Cyprus many centuries […]