Light… sun slips away from us and clouds become fondant shapes in the ebbing day… Dark… 50 sexual shades becoming one primeval electrical company called Eskom… The bat flickers from visibility to invisibility between the trees… Light… my fire yellows and oranges like a distant house lit by candles glowing through curtain… the odd oasis of solar power unmoving whilst car lights shine like concerts on tar… Streetlight… impassive, waiting… artificial life bursts on an island… Dark… those last seconds when true night squeezes my hand goodbye as electricity surges … Read the full article…