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My stories

Cherry

Dans nos obscurités

Blue night party, sloped into gardens small groups gathered under flares; glasses clinked, voices hushed down. I moved along paths shiny with stones - pocked stars, barn owl white.
Cherry

Professor Jones Lectures on Death and Dying

There are many kinds of death and each one a child's. He quotes from Lucretius When death is, we are not at his right hand I drift through the last taboo unafraid of expiation.

Room 3: The Seagram murals

Faced up to these transgressed boundaries you ask which one I’m drawn to; easier to show than admit this makes my sinews querulous.
Cherry

On the Bridge

Brilliant gods under these red girders across the bay towards Alcatraz The sky is a window to the voice they hear when poised on the ledge

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