• SOMEONE’S CITY

    Wind-pummeled grass sweats beneath the deathof a stained, grainy carpet of snow. I see, in the bus shelter, a cropof plastic spoons, bright pink and lime green.There is a shredded […]

  • EPHEMERA

    Yellow   we agree   is an unconventional colour   for a front door.   This   is an unconventional way to tell   you that the shopping list’s   run dry. I leave    a shiny […]

  • LIKE SOMETHING ELSE

    There is within me    an orange   ball. I hold it with two hands   as it expands, a bright   lung it   pulses softly, feeling   orange.   I sense a vague evangelism   in […]