steep
the angle on anglo some section of saxon a white flower burning turning black in the heat blood is spilt gilt guilt who cares about it who comes from there? no nostalgia for the raped map for the raided radius no hatred…
Month: February 2018
Wind
To a Chanticleer it rhymed with mind. To an Aeolian working for The Breath it rhymed with tinned. Wind. A clock thrown into a breeze. They were sailing The Chronon Seas – a metaphorscape where these old comrades might meet and exploit…
the ethos of the ampersand
these things we need to understand things we want on demand things that come to us unplanned all the laughter seemed canned no one wanted to talk to the band is that a dead fish or your shaking hand? we sit here…
Olympic Torch
He was in the corner burning books. He took a gun and fired it at the screen that was playing a bunch of kids involved in a spelling bee. He took what he was doing and he repeated it in a gallery,…
do me stick
i am feeling french made in an out fit put to gather together bolthead and screwed we have a do me stick that can have a mophead attached that can be used to pummel the laundry in the copper that can beat…
To Communicate
I have been watching a lot of documentaries about art, and this has varied from those who might be considered to operate in a more traditional mode, versus those who are considered to operate in a more experimental mode. It feels like…
Reed Bed
we were waiting for the thatcher reading marx, real bright sparks with some idealism for ideology a broken psychology mechanisms full of rust dressed in suits to promise trust people added to the ledger reckoned to the edge of the abyss were…
Spend
A bucket full of genius athlete jizz, that was he had sat there in the fridge. What use was it though? Where could it find a home? No pregnancy had carried to term in three years and the way the pollution index…
World Building
Even in flash fiction it is hard not to world build. I always liked burying things to pick up later, and it kind of plays to what may be a weakness of being an individual working on something – that you can…
the fall
falling angels meteor trajectory stepping over a ledge of choice letting the inner defect be the informer of your voice all the chaos maths add up to a kind of order liquid information fills the cup and you are not a hoarder…