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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 …

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Stu Hatton

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 …

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Stu Hatton

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 …

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Stu Hatton

Enter Sol (Sam van Zweden)

  The birds know – There’s no lying to them. With the creaking of the cosmic pulley Which brings us the sun, Accusatory fingers of night-cloaked branches Point to the …

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Sam van Zweden

A Little Trap Door Opens, Silence (Colin James)

  Is that you God loitering in the begonias behind old man Kebler’s barn? the trails there are endless labyrinths of cruelty to their friends if you lay low, the …

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Colin James

Barmah – Murray River Camp, 1996 (Neil Boyack)

A boar’s head is mounted on the wall high above the pool table alongside record breaking cod, fresh water crays   Barmah Pub ceiling fans chop the hot air and …

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Neil Boyack

Barmah, Murray River Camp, 1996 (Neil Boyack)

  A boar’s head is mounted on the wall high above the pool table alongside record breaking cod, fresh water crays   Barmah Pub ceiling fans chop the hot air …

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Neil Boyack

Connie Enters (Nicola Scholes)

  So Enters Connie Upstage with certain handicaps like being in love recalling campaign promises in the year of an election fighting wars, losing battles, marching down aisles or into …

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Nicola Scholes

Snowflakes (Howie Good)

  I find an old shopping list from last summer crumpled in the back pocket of my jeans.   If I let myself, I could fall in love with a …

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Howie Good

Christmas Dust (Emilie Collyer)

Early memories the warm smell of ginger and spiced biscuits baking decorating them with slivered almonds and sugar ball bearings   Christmas hymns waft through the house at night lounge …

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Emilie Collyer
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