From the senses of a syndexioi

And then went down to the ship, that man in appearance seeming equal to the gods sitting opposite my master and hears you nearby sat in silence. An aspect of the shark in him, though would sooner give eagle as answer, were one to ask in tones placid and friendlike to his stillness. But no … Continue reading From the senses of a syndexioi

tennis dreams

do you collect awards in the shower... and imagine and mutter speeches in your head, thanking home, mother, and garden shed, do you travel in the dying light to the tennis wall, in second hand clothes, thankful for the absence of mirrors, this absence felt and found in the park by the highway on one … Continue reading tennis dreams