porridge and poets (3/2/23)

a-side yep, the day broke again, you’d think days would be less fragile but nope, every morning there it is, … More

there be ilk (2/2/23)

a-side just realised I haven’t looked in a mirror for days now, how many days I’m not sure, and if … More

a-side I saw a sign, no, not one of those signs, not the one with blinding flashes and me-me-me epiphanies, … More

a-side today, I’ve not much to say about anything much as I clutch at words that scatter like birds at … More

a-side the sound of choughs as I watched the sea sucking the sun into its wavery morass of hidden depths, … More

a-side so Easter now begins in January, at the beginning of the month no less, though I saw jangling inklings … More