Run As Fast As You Can, Bear.

Penn Beacon. October 26th 2019 23:00 Home late last night from London. The train was slow, but I don't know or remember the reason given. I was exhausted from the journey, from the solid shape of work. I unpacked a bag and repacked it with different stuff. I downloaded my boarding pass, prompting the usual … Continue reading Run As Fast As You Can, Bear.

Mirror (1-3).

I rarely see myself in the day mirror anymore, having learned to disappear myself. The day mirror has become my third eye. The day mirror allows me to become magnificent, mercurial. I enter and leave it at will. Within its frame, I free range and, despite being close enough to kiss your ear, I look … Continue reading Mirror (1-3).

American Clouds & Greyhound Shapes.

I took the train home from the airport. It was the same journey as it had been earlier, except that now it was in reverse and I was alone, reflecting. The cloud was cold against the glass, a jet plane rose into the cumulus brew. I set my face, my ear really, against the window … Continue reading American Clouds & Greyhound Shapes.

Five Miles of Kirknewton (12/09/18)

The Woden Walks: Five miles of Kirknewton. 6 miles north of Wooler. 6 miles shy of the border. OS grid: NT912303. Kirknewton, Northumberland, is one of the largest parishes in the UK, with one of the smallest populations. Pop: 108. photos: nickreeves.             The Woden Walkers' lunchboxes. We stopped for … Continue reading Five Miles of Kirknewton (12/09/18)