COLOUR ON CURT CORNERS, PART 6; CAUGHT ON CANVAS

  Connie was caught by colour in the corner of the castle where curtains collected carnations, Connie was captured courting curious on the canvas of a castle in a kingdom condemned, Connie was caught by the kiss of a courter in the courtyard where calla lilies were cut, Connie missed the caution in the cut […]

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LOVE IN THE CURRENT CLIMATE

The years are waning and rivers overflowing, paths and positions disappearing into puddles, into pools raging with reflections, reflections of connections and rejections, of what has been and what’s slipped away; the debris and decay as we stop and stand and mourn for all that’s no longer ours, all that’s been tempted by the tides […]

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