I saw your existence 

I just saw your face  – in an airport lounge Or rather,            your features expressed on a stranger At least in side profile anyway – For three seconds as I walked by. Who would have thought ? More than a decade has passed  Since I rushed home  And flung open…

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The Here and Now

I just read an author with a voice so familiar I thought I might have written that prose myself. Then he used gaps of demarcation and I was envious   of his process      so much so that I use it here  now.  Present tense, read.          Past tense read.  Like…

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Like Candy for Cherry Blossum

They approach trends the achingly polite way they would any transaction, with norms and custom. It seems that this is how it is possible to fetishise America without breaking tradition. Sweet rebellion, without the rebel.    It’s a loose embrace. Like a nun spraying FYG because she likes the colour of the paint. It is not…

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