August and Everything After

It’s nights (well, mornings if we want to be correct about occasion…) like these that the only way to make them go down without a fight is with a few bottles of mellow wine and a box of harsh cigarettes – the kind that burn the back of your throat with every indignant breath (or […]

Posted at 2:10 am on October 8, 2010 | 1 comment | Filed Under: Uncategorized | Continue reading


Fingertips tear through the air as though it were the thinnest of tissue, – or like a hot knife through skin – grasping empty-handed for something which left here quite some time ago, where it went, who knows? Every moment of contact is just another salt to pour into an open, gulfing wound – not […]

Posted at 10:26 am on December 3, 2008 | Leave a comment | Filed Under: Uncategorized | Continue reading



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