For three days we held the barricades. Their army was pressing in, occupying the suburbs and for now, probing our…
Flocked
Their optical illusion / Acquires depth / And governs minds
Cameraman
Poignant shot, that. / The upraised hand / Of a baby Macaque.
Twisted Colon
Sounds painful What is that exactly? What did the doctors say? Twisted colon? Seriously, what the fuck even is that?…
Wild raspberry gin
I miss your joy / At tasting the first fruit of each season
Brixton Millennium
My two friends were beautiful / And in their eyes / Were the faintest of embers / Departing fireflies
TWISTED::COLON 