Tag Archives: observation

Lunch Worlds

Lunch break. A girl at our table reads Dostoevsky. The guy next to her is in tabloid concentration. I eat my sandwiches and look out through the window. A child on a plastic tricycle watches a bird fly across the … Continue reading

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The Wong Shape for this Journey

Kettle breath windows are blind white. Each station tips passengers into the carriage, they wear clothes sewn from cigarette smoke and rain. The bloke next to me has thighs like filing cabinets. I know where I am by the sound … Continue reading

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Her Fur is Punk Wet

There’s ram shit on the patio. The trailer parked at the top of the drive is pressed between the two stone posts. The farmer has set up gates and the trailer’s ramp is ready to snap, its tongue that tastes … Continue reading

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Only one word

Brown leaves yellow. Curled like crêpe on the grass. The park is rainbowed with dew and crows scuffle for breakfast. Watched by a cat, twitch and chirrup. The trees shed for winter. Autumn blue biting at my cheeks. Keys of … Continue reading

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Old Canal

The trees were arranged as shown in the diagram. The ambient air temperature was measured at 23°C. The sun was chosen as a light source and connected to a power supply. The resultant beam skimmed over the wetlands like a … Continue reading

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