the speed of exclamation (20/June/19)

I curl into a ball, body aches, outside and in, can’t identify the source, if there is a single one, … More

getting out of bed (16/June/19)

you know when you’ve just woken up and haven’t opened your eyes yet, when your brain is shaking off sleep … More

drinking the last of the tea… the dregs… skulking in the bottom of the mug… lights insists its way through … More

I lay on the bed, spread out and made a starfish, moved my arms and legs and made a sheet-angel … More

the sound of night is filled with the man-made, intrusions, inorganic infusions injected into shadows, incisions in what should be … More

god, I hate dreams, I’ve said it before I hate dreams and I’ll say it again, I hate dreams, or … More