rest your head between the lines
This appears to be a place for the things I write sometimes.
amanda fielding, beyond the dura mater
a union of two eccentrics
pathology
a midnight ramble
love love love
metempsychosis
on language
shards of glass and twisted fingers
early memories
pleasure surgery
exposition
the mirror
scorching bodies;lucky souls
the summer lingers
strings
divergence
reflection on the horizon
prognosis (a found poem)
waking_up
WIP