Sly the Sullen Troll sat by the d… that was his bed, under the bridge… and sighed. He stared at his lonel… since he was alone with no friends… since they left when he took a lov…

There’s a new world unfolding as the sun sinks in the West. I once thought a single man could change the world for the bet… He can’t,

Urine is copper coloured these day… burning with anger on the way out. My skin is dry and hot; I never sweat, no matter the temperature. My head feels like it has

Only the land remains when all is… as in the beginning so in the end. After his few ticks of time man wi… but in the end all that remains is… Those ancient ones who, having bee…

There’s a red tinge to the sky thi… and I can smell the smoke in the a… They say the wall of fire is comin… so we’d better get down to the bea… There’ll be no harvest this year

My alternative mother kept pace only with Jesus. With a generosity of spirit —unmatched in my life— she adopted me into her family,

The most remarkable thing is the s… It’s early, but except for a few c… making mandatory trips to gather a… the silence is almost complete, as if we’re all meditating on the…

Hand sanitiser has been such a sol… lately, patrolling the lines of ou… the love-line so we can continue t… but especially the life-line, you… Soap has been a pretty solid citiz…

I’m surrounded by the little gods: the gods of grey days who breathe… keep us at dew point, push us beyo… into a spritz or rain, and further… who sometimes leave the scene at t…

The air around him was welcoming, his words like quiet music pulled me in, relaxed me, hugged m… He claimed my eyes with his own, wouldn’t let them go, I’m sure he…

The day started breathing gently on the drapes you breathed on my naked shoulder

We are running out of breath in th… to avoid our fate, avoid ourselves… make a new fate, make ourselves an… We are at the beachhead and the wa… are boiling in like playful, malic…

Can a poet raise his head from the… these days? Can he take in the com… Or would he only be able to say, “the world is too much wit… They all seem to say the same thin…

Seattle taught me that there’s val… that hovers in the air like an am… with no substance, playing harmle… on your face and in your hair. Seattle taught me that there’s imm…