i heard a man with a dry cough. i saw a dog with a leg hacked off. i forgot just what it was to wake up in a mess of hot cloth. the queen's speech don't cut it no more.
mess of hot cloth
Author: nickreeves
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An anagram of Dorset
West Bay, she said. Oh, the other side of Golden Cap. Depends how you look at it. I Guess. * She recorded ambient noise onto tape. Well everyone needs a hobby. And when she returned she brought a gift. - Recording of Chesil Beach. I play it on headphones when I can't sleep. Wake up, … Continue reading An anagram of Dorset
Notes From A Fragile Island.
November 17th 2004 Crystal Palace 1 restring guitar 2 practice 3 fruit, veg, toilet roll 4 laundry 5 Pips (at school gates) 6 send article to NB 7 Santi 8 rent 9 bathe 10 be good, drink water, breathe [7/10] November 17th 2017 Whitley Bay Damp metro to West Monkseaton to record at Alan Mac's … Continue reading Notes From A Fragile Island.
Jackdaws & Witches (audio)
Jackdaws & Witches jackdaws & witches tapping watches, stripping you to the bone. some still can't say your name without stretching all the wrong vowels. i hear your voice i'm ankle-deep in bluebells. my red penknife unfolds. i'm scratching your initials. trapdoors every monday morning, cornflowers, my boots are soiled. the grey birds, they are … Continue reading Jackdaws & Witches (audio)
Into The Light.
The dark public bar of the Eight Kings is daubed, this afternoon, with three broad strokes of sunlight pouring through the windows suffusing everything touched with honeyed shafts, crowning shadows. Reflected in the mirror behind the teak jump, among the faces gathered, the smoke, the bottles, the glasses, a caged and colourful fruit machine trills … Continue reading Into The Light.
an uncommon vision
an uncommon vision 10x10" collage 2020 drawn back to the beach on a wave, she rekindles the fire with night reeds and silver birch leaves. in the sparks her life arcs and she seeks flashes - a path to the past or even an uncommon vision. the flame rears and recedes as she breathes.
