duncan powell

“The meeting, as usual, is ‘exploratory’, like at the dentist when you know you’re going to end up being drilled.”
― Helen Fielding, Bridget Jones: Mad About the Boy

“Its once cream exterior had faded to the stained, indistinct colour of a dead tooth,”
― Colin Barrett, Wild Houses

“Her hair is a mass of little curls. Does she make the curls herself, with tongs? Unlikely: it would take hours every day. They must grow that way. He has never seen such a tessitura from close by. The veins on her ears are visible as a filigree of red and purple. The veins of her nose too. And then a chin that comes straight out of her chest, like a pouter pigeon’s. As an ensemble, remarkably unattractive.”
― J.M. Coetzee, Disgrace

“The leaves don’t so much fall as rip from the trees. All of them are red, and they skitter along the roads like bleeding stars under that knife of moon.”
― Ferdia Lennon, Glorious Exploits