i watched a wet cormorant on a rock in a tide pool, her drape wings seeking heat from the bleak october. and at noon i thought of you at your grandmother's funeral, beneath lichen furs, and in the miniature jewels of the yew tree. i imagined you in your annie hall get-up, cradling a clutch … Continue reading a clutch of gerbera.
October 20 2004 (Crystal Palace) Wake up tearful - the autumn blues are here. On my way to work I stop off at the Blackbird Bakery and buy a small loaf to feed to the ducks in the park. Not sure what prompts this, and it is such a rare compulsion that I cannot remember … Continue reading Notes From A Fragile Island.
cassettes: you're a big girl now. At some point, between pocketing the takings, locking the shop, walking the length of Station Street, bent into the breeze and shoeing wet leaves, he decides to see if she'd like a drink. And there she is, Hannah in the white pinafore over black skirt in the yellow light … Continue reading After work.
October 9 2004 The Ship: Magic, Fashion & Ronnie are sat around one of the barrels in the front window. Magic nods, smiles through a beer froth beard. His teeth are small. Fashion & Ronnie are sharing a giant Yorkshire pudding. "A hat," says Ronnie. And, I suppose, it is rather like a hat - … Continue reading Notes from a fragile island.
October 7 2004 After work meet up with Fashion Andy and Adam X for a beer at The Goose On The Market. Dreadful huge screens dominate the pub displaying football games that mean nothing to me. It is very noisy. The beer is as cheap as the clientele. Fashion Andy moans about his girlfriend. Adam … Continue reading Journal.
04/10/20 Chasing heroin with Alaster G in a cheap hotel. The hotel is so cheap that it is constructed from ply board - rather like a set on an old western. Foil everywhere. Hannah J arrives. We three are sat in the doorway, the cowboy desert stretches into the distance. AG wanders off on all … Continue reading dream diaries…100