We send you our finest though our words come in hundreds of languages there is only one instrument used by all our peoples, we are killing ourselves over the different edges of colloquial dissent and versions of higher idioms from the same mouths, translate for us of how flower buds and babies reach for milk … Continue reading S.O.S


terminus my sagging backside has found true south a magnetic polarity that cannot be denied circumnavigated or waved away in disbelief here all facts are self evident medicine wanders a nomad’s hessian philosophy incontestable honest as breaking glass gravity in landscape drags petals from stalks allows hover in falling peculiarcharm lingering effervescence so hungry in … Continue reading Vicissitudes