30 May 2012

everyone knows that this year’s harvest comes from last year’s bones

29 May 2012

chrysalids dreaming

we play cat’s cradle for keeps

It has bugs. Who knows what they’re up to?

I was in a field, in the sun, with lots of friends around.

the world through the window

a divorce dance

I was thinking about trust and fidelity, but I don’t know what that has to do with this bird

conjuring stones

Here is a lurid, Seussian landscape

just for you.

dreaming of bigger wings