stimulation of the strange, subterranean lives run by the new machines Posted on January 29, 2016 by Urban F
good fortune is all around you, gestures of love to a family member will prove worthwhile Posted on November 22, 2015 by Urban F
the wood where I carved your name, that five coats of paint couldn’t cover Posted on September 19, 2015 by Urban F
where kittens are born in the bottom drawer, where our height is measured and marked with charcoal Posted on September 19, 2015 by Urban F
the eaves spoke a cigarette, ‘do we take it for granted that we will write poetry forever’ Posted on September 13, 2015 by Urban F