I was already feeling bad about uprooting the orange and black pansies – flourishing in their pots…
Yesterday in a fever dream I walked through a forest of strawberry cream – lay down upon…
I lived on the moon for a while With the dusty dune-dwelling sparrows And odd signs and…
One of these things is not like the other… The dissing of Dr. Seuss; Megxit; Avril Lavigne’s…
I walked too far on a cold, grey day – all the way to the Portman house….
Walking slowly – ankles aching – you tend to see the small things on the shore. Each shell a…