lockdown . . .
the only friend I have
old radio
rush hour
my eyes stick
to the tower clock
constipation
a mosquito
in the restroom
lazy day . . .
ironing to
my favourite song
lockdown . . .
the only friend I have
old radio
rush hour
my eyes stick
to the tower clock
constipation
a mosquito
in the restroom
lazy day . . .
ironing to
my favourite song
internet café
the new server
slow to respond
senior lecture
the naturalist reflects
on her wild life
the dried channels
of long dead rivers
my etched face
missing them all
a day moon sails
in the blue wind
grade school inhaling
a mimeographed
pop quiz
film noir
a slim curl of smoke
from the barrel
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