wherever you turn in scree o’er debris @ sea a wayfarer maid gathering our shells a string a lute a bead sown a heart within reach the furthest ashore the farther thereon well now a wild and unknown
Monthly Archives: April 2013
Motive North
one mountain higher a whole to enfold below to wear it into another beside made to hold as was perchance a kingdom an obstacle now an effort an evermore an only ascent
Digits Awls
a footnot’d text ode to silence ode to joy a torn page the wind articulation anticipate a remnant distraction an else a moment ago an entirety as was niche an avalanche
Skip Home
fare a balmy night a corner concessionaire as a taller than under umbrella hot dog pop poppy seed bread cucumber mustard a wheel’d cart same place his hand into mine still time no why a wonder
Mumside’s Soda Shop
crow’s aye-name Yuglee a cup a hookigloo2 handle a saucer spoon a cane chair one a jukebox one quarter two no-one a spear side waitress an apron a nickname a lady’s-man one cookie two home