(Title image: Space, by Lee Miller)This jo... more
This journal is the second in a series of pieces I expect to... more
This journal is the first in a series of pieces I expect to... more
After spending ten frustrating minutes attempting to locate a particular paragraph of writing from within my profile, I reluctantly set myself the task of organising my journals into this archive.... read more
Within the lamp light Huddled around her and me And this lonely table, Humble within tonight's kitchen Of wood and of no sleep, Our eyes swell to double their usual size And words... read more
Quiet as only a morning could be, she crept, the shallow throb of her breath and the ever so slight tread of her feet. The house stood alone, its walls creaking as it waited beneath the orange... read more
H unter Stoke is a thorn nymph, drawn from the gnarled branches of a now lost hedgerow. He wanders the countryside at random, painting colourful dreams upon the retinas of sleeping... read more
I will not bend, and so, does that mean I should be broken? Because to me bending is more painful than breaking, is an endurance I am not prepared for. Too often, the only attempt at... read more
Born from the rhythm of your eyelids, my heart's echoes. Beneath the veils befallen each fingertip, curled, held aloft in sleep our dreams; dream themselves of such semblance, ... read more
Our ears… …notebooks …the ink echoes. Each leaf a melody placating my lungs so awkward grown so dry. I listen though, still, after all of these years… ... read more
Such chaos precedes each moment that I can't help but wonder why… Yet upon each break of day my chin raised and back straight I believe in fate again; my eyes drawn to the fabled... read more
Feels as if the universe itself has stooped to listen, helpless but to wait with me... ...for so slow have become the swaying trees, the ocean's once crashing teeth. During each... read more
Chapter I: Mine In orbit of our world… an orb: dense and black and deep as history itself. With such heavy rotation and with such persistence the murmur of its passing skies,... read more