A poem inspired by the Footnote to Howl, Allen Ginsberg. Holes holes holes holes holes holes! In my soul a million holes In my skin a million holes In my Continue Reading →

They counseled on the importance of reason the need to be aware of the fatal possibilities particularly pertinent to lives spent inciting dissent Socrates was inclined to ask questions men Continue Reading →

I walked the cordon stared into the gray of yawning empty-mouthed houses leaning over the street spilling broken teeth The road is bowed and split open like a wound Someone’s Continue Reading →

White coffee sweet hot the smile that serves it remembers my name at 7.30 I am vague and unwilling to wake and my conversation is dry We’re all just addicts Continue Reading →

My position is imprecise. Your greater momentum makes for an inaccurate measurement. To the arbitrary observer, I am obscured, distorted by magnetic proximity. In repeated attempts they try to establish Continue Reading →

Currently reading: The Penguin Book of contemporary New Zealand short stories, and Alain de Botton’s The Consolations of Philosophy.  It discusses famous philosophical thoughts in relation to modern concerns. The Continue Reading →

Low lampshades like crinoline skirts Orange walls Two men talking over a beer at the bar glancing at two men talking over wine The men talking over beer are discussing Continue Reading →

Making good progress through Are Angels OK? Turns out, the title was a question that the writer Bill Manhire asked the scientist Paul Callaghan when they were working on the Continue Reading →