Your Ears May Burn

She was tall But never close enough to feel Pretend is more fun Forensic timeline pathology intersected by blooms and stray insects French language labs someone pulled the blinds and one eye clouds over from behind. Check your thirst on wine not yet finished. Plentiful supply. Good vintage. Regarde. Tu Attende? Too soon! Why didContinue reading “Your Ears May Burn”

The Seventh Overture

On Mailing Lists and published memberships. It came in the night, the words, ‘It’s our city’ then echoed within many minds. ‘It’s mine.It’s mine.’ The capacity for fear. The fear of knowing ringing in your ears.. The marching bands of Ulster the mirror in this country. Let the protestant right begin tonight, tonight. Racial divides,Continue reading “The Seventh Overture”