I’m from potholes in the bóithrín road limestone walls whitethorn bushes aged fields and mossy stones drip-drip hedges before a blue farm gate apples rotting under...

Brian Wilson and the Oceanic Feeling: a phantasiai Having alluded to Amy Winehouse, Morris writes: “…in lyric / defense of other epistemes / As when...

Rain (sex) Rain (sex) Rain I want you on my faceRunning rivers into my earsDrowning my (fuck) muddled mindWashing me clean Transformed to a tall oakLeaving...

At the 94th Oscars Will Smith Smacks Chris Rock I love us Us was a glass bottle flying into a glass window At the end of a night...

Barred Owl Wind ruffles her mask, white down fringed in black, her dark eyes steeled to the task. Hooked beak wide she drills the air with a caterwaul of...

StarGazers Suicide Note The tree outside my windowOnce grew raw and lyrical. Back when life was newAnd Now ran side-by side with ForeverCushioned by cotton night...

Not a Sonnet 1    Vulnerability is a noose to the rope braid of shame2    like sun trips a shadow cast by trees in...

Dry Splash All these years we’ve been worried about the sea levels rising, when what we should have paid attention to was the fresh water levels falling. Long-forgotten riverbeds...

Abandoning Reasonskittering propositions declare love a superstition damned to believing itself we choose not to control the burning breakdowns in logic we’ve opened between us Love, Past Continuous there are no forevers for...

The Bending There are whales in the sky. The last of the day’s sun presses upbrilliant, flat, white bellies; the higher-ups’ downward pressure, astrongly moral...