Artwork
youth in revolt 28.09.2026
A short poem, inspired by a lost album not just a lost LP not just a banned game not just a history lesson
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Poetry
my octobering 25.09.26
a visual poem I’m ducking from a blow A bulb flickers and blooms A corrupt lawn-mower chokes on wet leaf mulch vomits up my compensation. Yeah, yeah, yeah got down and dirty with a kindly scarecrow Don’t send the snow yet!
Short Stories
The body ever changes.
We press our lashes together, tangled up like blackberry bushes — Where does one end and the other begin?
Visual Poetry
Terror!
She's been trampled and crossed feather-tossed into a bed of shards, bleaching white as a wedding and just as lifeless
A Desk of One's Own
We write on laptops, most of us. I still prefer to write down ideas on paper first, but most of my writing is typing, still. There's nothing magical about having a flat, elbow-height surface to prop your work on, preferably in front of a window with a