i. Eyes squinting in the sunlight, as these memories are made material. Not our family, not our stories, yet these are meals we might have...
Not a chameleon, but a gecko. Insides visible, just a touch opaque. The gecko gets moved around in your suitcase belonging somewhere, elsewhere, not here....
Opera, in a school hall, the voices impossible and good, sudden throng of them lost in the bad acoustics, singers singing to a feeling they...
I’ve ever wanted more than to write so I do now on a plane as it lurches into the sky through clouds that bump anxiety ...
Are these strange lands? I recall a forum. Can you guess at me? Here we are embarking. It’s the mountaintop. My taxidermist was unnamed ...
I found the fox in a boxed grave of field – a bale of dandelions, wheatgrass, wild poppy and thistle. If it were possible for...
Your name is everywhere scrawled / tagged / engraved / typewritten on street signs maps stone walls scrolls ...
Plod plod park and bone Intone Drown deeply down Viscous waste uncouth veritable thunderstruck, tree top errr … Corduroy pine ads Oddments Ardent waistcoats Westerly...
Of Anubis, jackals, dream, trample and stamp, looking for the amphibian that moves, through a glass darkly His armour shines, amid croaking sounds An attribution...
I’m Zinedine Zidane Not the French professional footballer widely regarded as one of the greatest players of all time I’m not the elite playmaker renowned...
Video is what the Poet sees in one of those crypts they keep for art today, sees windswept hills, rubble of a medieval Armenian city,...
& i can’t help but notice his hips first, bumbag slung low, as the train doors open at Roxburgh Park. & i take in the...
Oh, such a pretty picture this Kingdom of the Crown A dark room wearing a costume packed in tight — light horsemen hanging around. Aching...
