If every time we agree to disagree
On whether life is a decisive walk...

There is a place in my room
Where sometimes the light falls...

All around the dark attic room they play
The sad songs and slow and beautiful...

I am in Regent's Park.
Away from the omphalos, you know...

Two nights ago I fetched,
A glass from my cupboard...

The complications of missing you
Did not escape me...

There are waves in my dreams
That darkly shimmer like mica...

Even though I cannot say I'll never love anyone...
There are such things that I do know without a...

I am from vinyards
Of red, white and pink...

Looking for something I've never seen,
The place that I found and the place that I'm in...

Short stories, poems and songs
From the Odysseus and Achilles...

Young voices that slay me,
That plummet to greatest depths...