River Street Urchins

River street urchins, The gutters are swelling. [Waiting…] for the sky—you and I To reach— the storm drains of joy. Before we go… Before we let, go. We too will rain…

A losing hand poker

A poison text… A poison flower… In a poison, heart... “How can we draw blood? And say that we - belong Together as just good friends And remain forever in a storm

I glean to touch an angel’s feather

I have not settled, on… A song I like. And, dear that is why - I write! I glean to touch an angel’s feather But all I do is roll like a bolder… Strewn-down the mountain-side

Venetians

has occurred to this world, what horrible act of Heaven has acted onto the world to make it so dead, but so alive underneath the waters that are alive...

simplicity

simplicity children wave at people on trains, because they know there’s no harm in waving. in saving the day, from the way away from harmony. children chase birds,

The Hitch Hiker's Guide To Scottish Independence - Chapter Two - Fort William

Culture and loathing in the Highlands.

Maps! (I.P.)

Maps can lead you from A to B but can they be trusted?
Cherry

Picture Imperfect

Close my eyes and I can see you...

A family illness

Mickey hadn’t seen his son for three years.

Delete

I know that it has ended. That there is a gap between then and now and some words inbetween, a tall line of privit across feelings, a development of tower blocks on Twitter,

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