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

Recurring Dream

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