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Dying in Third Person

Dying in Third Person He doubles as despatch rider.blazing in with grim omenssquirming inside satchel’s womb.2B pencil droppings – those fadedby the furore of fiery light,mix with those of a darker ilk;not for the eyes of another. When the chosen appear aboveechoes of fire & morning bells,he reaches for sidearm & scissors;spares no expense ofContinue reading “Dying in Third Person”

Extracts from the Blue Notebook (with additional notes to self)

Extracts from the Blue Notebook(with additional notes to self) I like the Depardieu episode;what he says about grapesthat struggle in adverse soilconditions produce better wineis, in all likelihood, quite true.I mean, not that I would know.But the metaphor stuck with me.There’s an honesty about hiswork—it’s something in his eyes.He inhabits the characters emotions;there’s more toContinue reading “Extracts from the Blue Notebook (with additional notes to self)”

Stewing in North Tawton

Stewing in North Tawton Borges was underwhelmed byOphelia’s latest efforts; wasn’tin the mood for her taut gibberishof Gestapo knickknacks or swollenpink tulips in Caesar’s bathhouse. Her clammy fingers hammer awayat infinity; blubber and grate at thisheathen hour of day. They make hisfrontal lobes wince like a clapped outdartboard at the local corner pub. He rattlesContinue reading “Stewing in North Tawton”