BedbyMatt Zurbo Not every child’s bed is special,but they should be.A place that’s warm,the feels safe, and has an amazing lamp,and little personal things.A bed should be a fortress, a boat,a whale, a car.A thing that flies, at the least.Cielo’s bed was a bunk,that felt like the tower of a castle.It had lights like green … Continue reading Story 405: Bed

Storm by Matt Zurbo I wish I was a storm, brewing, building, behind the hills. Grumbling, growing, high in the mountains, giving air its chill. Up there I’d pelt down sleet, cover the peeks with ice. The snow owl would adore me, as it hunted snow mice. I wish I was a storm, expanding, looming … Continue reading Story 404: Storm

Mermaid by Matt Zurbo Imagine if a mermaid found a way to get about on land. Oh gee, oh my, oh well, wouldn’t life be grand? Roaming grassy hills as if they were the sea, just the mermaid, and you, being glad and free. Maybe even both of you could join a banjo band, where … Continue reading Story 403: Mermaid

Hi all, I hope everybody is doing great! Sorry, I've been still writing Cielo stories, but busy trying to get some of these darlings published or turned into films. AND live life as a bush worker and family man. And play sport, and work on the farm. And finish my latest YA novel. Never dull. … Continue reading Story 402: The Gypsy and the Astronaut