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loving a folly much more  than the true ruined buildings.  understanding the...

I heard the sunset drop its glass on hostel stairs and watched pigeons carve elegies in air. A...

Another night of  what they call the deep, slow-wave level of sleep, teeming with weird...

I handcrafted words without knowing them, slow words, slowing me down, until they spoke back and...

    You can light a lamp in the cottage, sweep the floor, brew tea,   waiting...

    1. Morning. Stillness. Silence. Silence – and then footsteps. There’s a...

  What have I seen of life, and what have I lost? To most, I’m a tattered soul  walking...

  i don’t know you, friend can we be friends? are we alone, now, after all this time, and...

We often remember the Titanic’s heroes and victims, but forget the ship that answered its call....