She has been much-misconstrued. I heard half a rumour that belied the garden’s colours. The father’s arm had withered soon after he came out of uniform, & never again …
self-portrait – with wires, city, no clothes (Stu Hatton)
i am open and open and open (the city, sleepless) city, be slow with me, city … slow down … (i love you) though back home on my body hair …
self-portrait – with wires, city, no clothes – (Stu Hatton)
i am open and open and open (the city, sleepless) city, be slow with me, city … slow down … (i love you) though back home on my body hair …
The Breaking (Stu Hatton)
the shatter & melt: glass filled with ice slipped from my hand. i mean, i was just flaking in a booth, dimlit bar, 3 friends, drugs between …
Driving Hours (Stu Hatton)
reading dust signatures communication of the road we blur trees ’92 mixtape, landscape mix until we tire of music too-loud talkback vowels when the tape ejects …