BirchThey hadn’t meant it to come. But it did come, it had wanted to come for a while, knocking at the edges of things, speaking through the…Feb 2, 2023Feb 2, 2023
Soul Compost VIGravity was failing me again. The moon was in its dark phase and there was no light to guide me. Floating into the night is sometimes…Oct 26, 2022Oct 26, 2022
Soul Compost VA cafe in Totnes with filament bulbs and woodgrain tabletops. A man in a cloth hat reads his book, smiling to himself, though that might…Oct 20, 2022Oct 20, 2022
Soul Compost IIIThere’s the last sunlight on the trees outside the window. Clock ticking loud inside my skull, cat on lap. Writing feels like waiting…Oct 7, 2022Oct 7, 2022
Soul Compost IIBefore photosynthesis, there was Primordial Ooze. The planet was one big slimeball squelching over itself. Then chlorophyll came along…Oct 6, 2022Oct 6, 2022
Soul Compost ITrust depression. After every dark moon there is a fingernail of light. October and the yellow leaves are rattling on the pavement til the…Oct 5, 2022Oct 5, 2022
LIKE A RAINBOW SUDDENLYWhat am I looking for? Just to move what hasn’t been moving. To take what’s settled solid and liquefy. See how these words come, from…Feb 13, 2021Feb 13, 2021
