Words

‘avoidance tactics’ in the name of bassoon repair, sit on the pebble beach. is it a beach really or only a shore? something about it

‘agreement’ today we played a concert. before the general, i walked to the torne river and watched the sun set over sweden. it was so

‘non-binary’ i’ve been thinking about the “post a pic of yourself when you were younger that has the same energy now” story thing. i keep

i shed my winter skin, scrubbing the sunscreen off each afternoon. i’d forgotten places such as these. it seems we protect ourselves by erasing thoughts

‘katie’ chasing katie, chasing sunsets. big joy laughs. makes good cosy quiet times. not many words. •  blanket keeping feet warm, bath hot, warm quiet

can’t sleep won’t sleep too hot too dry too cold too excited too homesick. 11 hours apart for two more months, both of us lying

 ‘i am the plant’ been struggling with words more than usual lately. i know i talk a lot on here, i try and wind words

mum and dad are out there today. west, beyond the mountains. mum hadn’t left sydney since february 2020 – and the time before february had