IN THE SEOUL

  This city does not sleep, the wind as wistful as thoughts I cannot gather, here, on this sojourn to the south of Seoul. Horns honk along highways waking drivers out of daydreams the night can’t decipher and we buckle up and giggle briefly in back seats but I cannot distinguish those star-bound lanterns hung […]

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HEMEROSCOPIUM

  I build sentences in the mind that had no existence before, a platform to ponder in a place that doesn’t exist, in truth, until it’s been told. I move through this hemeroscopium like an architect building a house into a home, unearthing light to contrast the shadow my thoughts have been confined in, a […]

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THE SUM OF WHO WE ARE

  And we are all a sum of circles spinning, spiralling, circling something, orbiting our own atmosphere, seduced by our own stratosphere, (oh, how we smell) chasing our own tails; can circles have tails or is it just dogs? Although Plato portrayed us as circles split apart; restlessly looking for the rest of ourselves, worrying […]

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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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BALLOON

Balloon, the balloon, see the balloon… see thoughts float through space, meander through the mind, wild thoughts, drifting thoughts, black thoughts, orange thoughts, thoughts arriving unannounced, uninvited, unaware of the current climate, thoughts that rise like balloons on silent streets on sleepy Sundays in the suburbs to shock and surprise (though if no one ever […]

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BEAUTY IN SPACES

  There is a beauty within this space, a creation considered to compliment the concrete, you can leave if you like by the stairs or you can rest for a while on the seat. There is a soul within these veins, a creation connected to more than just the carcass, you can leave if you […]

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FALLING THROUGH SPACE

    Ghost clouds gather over an ice-cold ocean of marble we cannot break through. Maybe there is something deeper within its depths that we have missed.   All breath is naked. Movement has been muffed. The air rigid. Nothing left to cover up.   I blush under your absence or do I blush before […]

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