Rosie ElizabethIndian Ink_The blanket flapped far from a dot I knew was there/ A pen that ran and got too excitedAug 20Aug 20
Rosie ElizabethHey Heart (An Opening)What is poetry but to be read from lips? That crack under pressureJul 5Jul 5
Rosie ElizabethDay’s PassingWater over your best work / Where love, in chosen colour, was once so vividJun 17Jun 17
Rosie ElizabethHeart Peckers & FriendsIf your lovers and friends could tell you who you are what would they say?Jun 7Jun 7
Rosie ElizabethPluto + T-shirtsI think of Pluto and planets that piddle on beings that can’t see the bigger pictureJun 3Jun 3
Rosie ElizabethFeminine — Masculinethe feminine like a wild ocean / the masculine like a tap on steelJun 2Jun 2
Rosie ElizabethWhat We Choose for EffectI’d rather have just one person that breathes into meMay 28May 28