[16 August 2019] How long will the words we spoke keep us together? The weight of you presses against my chest, my side, leaving an impression on me I can’t easily erase. Days stack up like credit card receipts or grains of rice, growing into something substantial, but we ate twice as many for dinner…

[15 August 2019] And why say no? When you look at me like that with 7:52AM eyes, hazy, perplexed, boys certain of not one thing except the need to belong. Mornings were meant to be this way, or so I’ve been told, orange juice and cardamom and frostbite. Dark light, pillow fuzz in your beard,…

[13 August 2019] あなたさえ私のことをおぼえていてくれれば、ほかのすべての人に忘れられたってかまわない。 Mantra, clenched between molar and molar, ground to pulp to ash to dust, worn threadbare between pursed lips, held aloft between two sweaty hands, perpetually offering the sublime to the not yet sacrificed, bloody on a bed of horseshoes and cobblestones. And so, in the waiting and the wanting we lie,…

[12 August 2019] Once around the bend we go, once again we gofeeling fingers longingly stretched out long past the joints and skin and connective tissues, moulding meaning from the dust of the earth and the breath of our lungs pushing deeper and deeper into an abstraction so long idealised we forgot it was once…