Against Another Tree In Queen Square
Quite & very welcome.
Category: Prose & poetry
To Keep From Writing
Take the ink from the (FlexGrip) pen; articulate the uncontrollable.
The Floating Harbour: Chapter 4
“You’re a… spirit. Or a stroke…”
“Or a girl.”
“Or a Cheshire Cat.”
What Even Are Haiku?
I know it’s not 5-7-5… but does it even need to be short-long-short?
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Am I ever writing this? You were always reading this. The stars knew they were burning…
The Floating Harbour: Chapter 3
An accordion and a clarinet once danced together before a set of drums, and the aural ghost of their exchange is frenzied as it floats around the café room.
The Floating Harbour: Chapter 2
The wind stabs among the players every couple of bars,
a forceful beat formed by the rustle of the trees.
william altoft 