Winding Down
Your life is winding down, old boy. Do you feel the slackening of the bonds that hold you in place? Hasn’t time become more elastic since it started? He lifts his wrist with that heavy gold symbol on it. It was a…
Keep It Regular
Your life is winding down, old boy. Do you feel the slackening of the bonds that hold you in place? Hasn’t time become more elastic since it started? He lifts his wrist with that heavy gold symbol on it. It was a…
it was a documentary day exploring skate kid fallout lives of violence against women and transformative acts on ramps arrest quotas and targetted communities and cops that wouldn’t toe the line punished for upholding the law and then i edged into lost…
I am often coming up with ideas where I kind of half catch the mood – start it up – and then let it sit for a while until it grows to a place where it is ready for release. Other times…
it’s just a position compared with another in juxtaposition half forced, half own volition reaching for science, grabbing superstition we lost our own internal map living on a diet of other people’s crap they supply traps for the synapse watch the lie…
Poes pose. He watches them morph into ravens. Rabid old men at writing desks. Pendulum swings; maskers dressed in red. In through the mirror, the collapsed and collapsing and uncollapsed house of cards. This may be the event horizon he had been…
One of the greatest things I ever did for myself in terms of my writing was to build a structure within which I could monitor and make explicit the links between the different stories that I am telling. Being able to see…