WHEN ONE HAS PERSPECTIVE AND THE OTHER JUST THE SHELL

Sun shines over sea shell. One holds an echoand the other; a memory of how it feltbeneath the wave, before it dug up the word drought. From this angle, I can see the water consideringits return, but I hold the perspective of distanceand the shell; only sand. And that echo of the sun burning. Sun […]

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THERE IS EGO IN EVERY STEP

  The trail is not simply sewn with a needle of the sun threaded through the eye of the moon even if I sometimes feel the pinch of that warm stitch as I reach out to that small step claimed for man. Thought is not always free from guilt- we cannot get close to the […]

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SUPERMARKET RECIPE

  We come considered, now, congestion side-lined by concern, far from those racing rats who reigned over the old normal, the old days, the old ways. It’s not about choice anymore but proximity- a courgette in place of an aubergine, some Cheddar instead of Stilton, potatoes again instead of that other, sexier, sweeter variety, like […]

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THE FURNITURE MAKERS

  We build things- built things- like shower rails and kitchen lights, Keto dishes that died in the oven, theories on converting Korea into forever and not just a 3-week diversion from dysphoria. Kisses, we built kisses out of thin air and laughter, laughter we built as if it was all we needed to feed […]

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FIELDS OF GOLD

  Gold grows in many ways- like how the soil can be pressed with seed, how a daisy decorates that which has been deserted, how the sun burns at a safe distance or at least it did, once. All is relative, now, to time- I didn’t know what ozone meant as a boy, or Wifi […]

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WATER FLAMES

  We moved, once, and habitual was your foot to my follow, in debt my blush to your concern like we were the oxygen of the other, at either ends of the water. We swam, once, to the other, in crossed currents, in avoidance of those cold-blooded fish dipping their blond hairs into clotted canals […]

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FROM AFAR

  In Space is the silence so sacred that stillness is a solace to the spinning? Are star lights like dainty daisies that illuminate the night? Is the earth but a beacon of beauty when viewed from afar, so far that you cannot hear Man and his kind screaming?     All words and photographs […]

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BITTER BRIDGES

  Clouds cross the skies and trains cross countries while we cross each other only at jagged junctions and obstinate intersections, cluttered with catastrophes or below bitter bridges that bridge no boundaries, basked only in blackness, always shadow, never light, always almost, never right here, right now, right moment, while clouds still cross skies and […]

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HOOKED

  Time washes onwards but I recall each wave I welcomed over body like a cover of comfort like a blanket of trust, a surrender to the water warm, deep breath and dive without drowning, I recall each wave but forget how far it swept from the shore,   how it left each time with […]

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