Looped with a necklace of narcissus, a braid a circlet a trace of thorns. Sprig…

Bearing death a great distance, ice invades the towns, the withered landscape an abandonment of…

Marie, maigre, marais. Marine inlets pocked with drowsing flies engage the afternoon of a faun.…

The sun looked like the moon today. Our setlines useless, landlocked. Shadows fed on winter’s…

Dark rush round the roses, flat sea bound and curled. A tint and blush and…