Back in the workshop I look for any kind of flux, discrepancy, or break from the uniform, when dyeing wild madder with gromwell, or common sorrel with bedstraw, but not here. The men lie, abstract shapes & sizes angled & shattered…

It was the first mammal he ever gave me. He must have trapped it late last night when the moon disappeared inside a nightclub of clouds and stars giggling staggered behind. I found it in the morning, slung like an…

I talk about how I almost believed… You said it must have been the dapple of the woods the stranger brought in, dapple being invasive as well as sly and persuasive, and knowing how the pine trees crouch blackly. But…

Drawing inside the hospital of Santa Maria Nuova I return to him again. The boy felled in the piazza, thrashing like a hundred harvest scythes, snowdrifts mounting the battlements of his lips. I’ve many questions, about his skull, its knobbly…

The puzzle of a bulrush, seen protruding from a discarded down pipe, is in fact a common mole. We can tell this by its paddle legs, snout biro-ing. If it were dead, and it will be soon if it’s not…

It’s early evening as we step over the barrier onto the relative safety of the verge. Ahead, through a web of hawthorn hedge a retail park throws switch after switch until Vegas belts across our eye line and we have…