Therianthropic figures, San cave art. For the rest of the evening, we both gave the Red Beard a wide berth. Although the terror of it all...

Photo by Sebastiaan Stam from Pexels That night, after sharing a hearty pot of goatmeat, spinach and sweet potato stew with my old friend...

Photo by Kym MacKinnon on Unsplash The lights screamed on. Scatter's thoughts crushed to ice in the heat of the apparition wake before...

I awoke the next morning with my head a lump of thump. Too much deeply introspective fire-gazing will do that. I wasted no time getting...

(Illustration by Meg van Schaik) Many years ago, on a surfing trip to Transkei, with my brother Kenny, a friend (Mick) doing his Phd on...

(Illustration by Meg van Schaick) I have two dogs who share my life in McGregor. Puppy, who is a 13 years old male (that’s a story for...

(Illustration by Meg van Schaik) A few nights ago, on my nightshift watch, I marvelled at the wild, whacky, whimsical nature of the...

(Illustration by Meg van Schaik) A few NHW shifts ago, while stationed at my post in my car, the night was as quiet as the dreaming of...

I (Illustration by Meg van Schaik) I think after the spooky owl stories, phantom cars and human apparitions imagined in one of my...

Photo by Jack Gittoes from Pexels The Headmaster of Millyard Boy's Primary School was an old-school utilitarian. His doctrine (like his...

Photo by Luke Tanis on Unsplash Harg had spent time that night thinking about the sitting of the Circle called by the Lionclaw Clan to...

Summer, 1972 The path that wound behind the archery was always littered with new things to take down to the river. Every once in a while,...

By Scatter Photo: Denny Muller, Unsplash Last night I felt the hatch open. The moment hummed with a haunting chord, spilling over and...

(Rock art from an 8 000 year old site in Utah.) Waking up in my tent on the Wild Coast, I knew the day would be long, hot and still....

Illustration by Meg van Schaik On Neighbourhood Watch shifts during Covid Lockdown, our patrollers were confined to our cars in our own...

By Scatter Photo by Nijwam Swargiar Why doesn’t anybody think about the damage they’re doing by pretending they give a shit? Why are you...

By Scatter Photo by Maël Balland I launched myself into a new chapter; a flower wrenching its petals out against a barbed wind. The...

By Scatter Photo by Francesco Ungaro An infection of the sebaceous follicles seems to be spreading. It pervades all space and enters all...

(Illustration by Meg van Schaik) Last night, once again, in the theater of the stars and a waxing gibbous moon, the village seemed draped...

By Scatter Photo by Bess Hamiti The pyramids are ticking in the North Sands. I haven’t a curtain to hang or a door to swing through....