you’ll never be home

It was the first time she had come back to his space. They walked into the room where he didn’t do… Read more you’ll never be home

sometimes two darks make a light

he wore his strobe light to precise his own sight incising surreal into a savoury byte she wore lightning… Read more sometimes two darks make a light

This is a reworking of a poem I wrote a couple of months ago, after visiting an old friend in… Read more Recurring Dream

I had the most interesting conversation with a dear, elderly friend recently. Every time I do, it makes me lament… Read more hikikomori