On pilgrimage of celebrants there I clamber and Heavenways,on the uplift carried surgeward vertexing to cumuloskies;my laddering, stepto […]
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Begin in medias res, prose style spare. A hot day, a white room, a spattered wooden workbench. In […]
I want to be ruined by the thing I already knew in the new desiring.—Alina Ștefănescu How many […]
The few known copies of The Illuminated Tower — assuming, of course, they are legitimate — are said […]
stay for a moment hey november as slipping through your fingers but moving on movement tilts a stroke […]
There was nothing new in Fabo’s story about the car. He always launched into it by tightening and […]
“He that troubleth his own house shall inherit the wind…” Dear Mother, I am often reminded of King […]
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minor beef[s] is a feature where you can express your literary gripes, complaints and pet hates … Is there […]
Before telling my mother of my plans to visit Faslane Peace Camp, I planned a defence of them, […]
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