[17 June 2019] and yet the past comes hurdling back at the speed of longing and the cost of desire,sloshing about in our empty stomachs and empty beer bottles – mingled with sweat and memory and saliva and other bodily fluids – transcending temporality and suspending solitude until nothing remains but a shallow pallor set…

[13 June 2019] The note of self-same strings struck, Plucked, and tell something just beyond the tune Of autonomous knowing and self-knowing; fires (The tone is richer for it);A story, a longing, just beyond reach, Over the bridge and beyond the water Bearer, beyond the reach of the scales of justice Or the serpent or…

[12 June 2019] 吳竹のうきふししけき世中にあらしとそ思ふ暫しはかりも There’s something magnetic charismatic even poetic about the way you wrote your own eulogy (rhapsodies and melodies of a forgotten time kept alive by sheer repetition) くれ竹のよゝのふる事おもほゆる昔かたりは我のみそせん so I carved your name into the asphalt by the corner store on October the twenty third at eight-o-clock in the morning 梅は早咲にけりとておれはちる花とそ雪のふるは見えける and…

[10 June 2019] They all were summoned to the party – a rather gay affair – while most of them attended, not everybody came.

[7 June 2019] A human, a man Ostensibly Standing Perched between two sets of railway ties Hovering without touching the ground Your suspended sentience mimics The muddled clarity of the lines of a Malfatti Or a Hepworth Signifying Something ethereal Wholly new and timeless And weighty A boy Pushing into something far more significant Than…

[31 May 2019] The touch of his embrace – Golden blossoms on an autumn moon.