Delusions

A man sits in a room, in front of him there is a clock. It ticks interminably slowly, seeming like a tick every hour instead of every second. The other strange thing about the clock is that the hands are moving anticlockwise.

Add in the man who is not there, and you have a journey built on love, belief and dangerous delusions.

Lorraine DeSousa was born in Cheshire, England in March 1960. This is the third book she has written and the first one she has submitted for publication. She has had a few poems published in small poetry anthologies. She now lives in The Algarve with her partner and her dogs.