Set Aside to Dream | a study in the twilight and grotesque

Constricting and intense. She shuffled between my arms.

Bastille Day | revolut, revolt, revolution

left forefinger jutting forward, suspended in condemnation from the crowds

The Lovers of Gudrun | a rewriting of the Laxdaela Saga

Bachelor at Prom | tonight or never

Now they are before me. I retreat into the shadows as he twirls her outward.

Orders | tonight or never

They are rare to come by, now that this war is all I remember ever happening.

Mute | just a little longer

Margaret tried to hum a tune.

A Golden Slumber | fermata

I had informed Hadiyah and the others that this last trek to the oasis was to be done alone.

Rot | a study in the twilight and grotesque

His eyes flutter open, colours spangled across his irises like stars in the night.

Rainburst | rage, rage against the light

Tires against gravel. Wailing. Screeching.

The Flywheel | revolut, revolt, revolution

A Bolshevik Alphabet — visualised