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THE CHURN

THE CHURN

September 16, 2014

 I wrote this piece 5yrs ago, and whilst the artist hasn’t changed her slap dashed typo and run ways, she certainly survives… THE CHURN I am endlessly twitching art into tight spaces- it copes- it survives and in some ever learning and growing way thrives in the dark damp tight places. Like moss and butcher […]

A flood

A flood

September 15, 2014

A flood churns, rips, overwhelms. Under the pulse of a false tide, one that froths at the edges. A drunk man churns, rips, threatens. Under the pulse of a false tide, one that froths at the edges. It, smothers life’s detail making the world invisible. He, smothers his wife’s detail to make her fear visible.

Sorry

Sorry

June 12, 2014
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