Poet, writer and avid reader based in Sheffield, UK
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All that’s glitters isn’t gold.
We close on our first house in the morning.
We will own something together tomorrow.
We will build roots.
I finally want to build roots. I trust enough to b...
You seem an unreachable, lingering thing,
like a wisp of dream smoke
between that moment of sleep and awake;
that moment when my eyes flutter open to my...
Spring marched in
like lion with
and tooth ache
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TWA Terminal, JFK
Photograph by Nick DeWolf
© the Nick DeWolf Foundation
Image-use requests are welcome...
The Wash #illustration #illustrator
i broke the mold.my brain is life.my brain is vice.my walls are iced.visible invisible.what i wouldn't give.to be like you.raise a toastto those with the mostmy...
I'm sleepless and threatening. Eyes like smoldering fire and broken hopes. I'm lost again. Lost in my own wandering heart. Afraid of those things that lurk with...
Photography by Elsa Tulgroph
#SonicYouth #Gif cc: @ellomusic
She was about adventure,
Sun shining on her face,
Flowers in her hair.
But she was stuck,
Dreaming of big cities,
New York, San Francisco,
Dreaming of ...
And then...there's always the William S Burrough's Thanksgiving Prayer from 1986 to depress the hell out of you. If you are not familiar with Williams' writing ...
Preparing my pieces for Rojo Bermelo. Mexico, here we go!