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Storythe principal of one lost shoe JupiterMoon112 years 1 day ago
StoryThe Elegant Chef JupiterMoon112 years 1 day ago
Storythe same deep water as me JupiterMoon212 years 1 day ago
StoryThe Waltons and Obsessive Compulsive Disorder JupiterMoon212 years 1 day ago
Storyman with broom for head JupiterMoon012 years 1 day ago
Storythe sea hog at noon JupiterMoon012 years 1 day ago
StoryThe Yes/No Door Creak JupiterMoon112 years 1 day ago
StoryRevolt of the Albumen JupiterMoon012 years 1 day ago
Storyi know why the caged bird smokes JupiterMoon012 years 1 day ago
Storyisn't anything JupiterMoon012 years 1 day ago
Storyif this life is a library, we're sure quiet now JupiterMoon212 years 1 day ago
Storygreenland JupiterMoon212 years 1 day ago
Storyhow spiders make the most of our world JupiterMoon012 years 1 day ago
Storyhow Richard Brautigan gave us the words for all the artificial voices in the world JupiterMoon012 years 1 day ago
StoryGrayling Junction - Chapter Fifteen JupiterMoon012 years 1 day ago
StoryGrayling Junction - Chapter Thirteen and a half JupiterMoon112 years 1 day ago
StoryGrayling Junction - Chapter Thirteen JupiterMoon012 years 1 day ago
StoryGrayling Junction - Chapter Eleven and whatever JupiterMoon012 years 1 day ago
StoryGrayling Junction - Chapter Eleven JupiterMoon012 years 1 day ago
StoryGrayling Junction - Chapter Nine and a half JupiterMoon112 years 1 day ago
StoryGrayling Junction - Chapter Nine JupiterMoon012 years 1 day ago
StoryGrayling Junction - Chapter Seven and five sevenths JupiterMoon012 years 1 day ago
StoryGrayling Junction - Chapter 7 and a half JupiterMoon012 years 1 day ago
Storyinnocent wallpaper JupiterMoon112 years 1 day ago
Storyink black JupiterMoon012 years 1 day ago

My stories

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Poem of the week

me six, you still seven

as the country shivered through another winter, not quite discontent – but undoubtedly bitter
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this weather station

this weather station positioned at a distance remote and true, this structure stands still recording changes in the air; the observed passing of time...
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missing: presumed poet

toothed toast edges remain, cooled coffee has assembled serene pools in the sink each reflects a ceiling
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Poem of the week

don't die (inside)

don’t die (inside) don’t – be fooled into drinking that flat white
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rose quartz snake oil

they arrive as a rainbow of vulnerability trembling tumbles from taxis

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