My darling you make the air fairly shake — ridges of skin appearing from a world away —…
Indelibly tattooed across surfaces that long for nothing else – I see you playing with…
Maybe it’s water but I think it’s you – standing there where inspiration hung out – if it’s…
The crisis of engulfment can come from a wound but also from a fusion: we die together from…
I can’t do it – some lies look sort of pretty on the kitchen wall – they deteriorate so quickly
