December 15 – Not long now
I genuinely did not think this was going to be about death. I suppose it doesn't have to [...]
Trish Nichol
Fiery Barefoot Weirdo
I genuinely did not think this was going to be about death. I suppose it doesn't have to [...]
it happens in small sparks in fits and stars in lower case and late night flights of fancy [...]
It strikes me as funny, quite suddenly because I'm just now thinking of it, that what happens at [...]
Is there a word to describe the narrow perspective which causes me to imagine that anyone who isn't [...]
This is most assuredly a love poem Because there is no other way to describe how it feels [...]
There is so much happening all at once All the time every breath every pulse That isn't considered [...]
Using words to eviscerate has a certain satisfaction I always wanted to be the most clever person in [...]
It doesn't look the way I thought it would, love. It doesn't stand up straight and shine bright [...]
This dark and strange place to shine. A domain of an unceasingly whirling mind, or words, whispered to [...]
From where I sit the light is fading, but the clouds obscure any definition of colour, so [...]