I will bring you slightly dinted poetry. Bring volumes of it, as I promised. I will sing unselfconsciously, of longings from the early nineteen eighties. I’ll sing them in the kitchen, steaming, in the hot and foaming bathwater. I will ring you late sweet nothings, whispered in your bedside ear. I will ring you both … Continue reading Slightly Dinted Poetry
The Table.
https://emea01.safelinks.protection.outlook.com/?url=https://youtu.be/hjVyoPkz13Q?feature=shared&data=05|02||6dfba5cf8a244b79e11108dc5c89d141|84df9e7fe9f640afb435aaaaaaaaaaaa|1|0|638486994244573174|Unknown|TWFpbGZsb3d8eyJWIjoiMC4wLjAwMDAiLCJQIjoiV2luMzIiLCJBTiI6Ik1haWwiLCJXVCI6Mn0=|0|||&sdata=eZrrTioojhI1qvnEV9cCxe3KQkQlnpu7ybl5TgTZHEY=&reserved=0 Excited to announce the release of the debut single by indie duo Travel Sweets - 'The Table'. Via Experiments In Fiction 2024
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03/03/24 People keep commenting on my shoes. “Ooh, nice shoes!” “New shoes, Nick?” “I like your shoes.” I look down at my shoes, but they’re not new. They are a pair of grubby, once-white, All-Star Chuck Taylors, purchased last September. I bought them after much deliberation, much procrastination, only relenting, allowing myself, after the strip … Continue reading Dream Diaries… 122