The Herbals

3:AM Magazine has published a poem of mine: The Herbals. Thanks to Poetry Editor SJ Fowler for that. Written last year sometime, this piece now seems strangely prescient. Then again, you can stretch a poem pretty far. In any city or text-based practice to be confined in such articulated coffins collapses desire & its attainmentContinue reading “The Herbals”

Ebay advert for dolls vs Michel Foucault’s The Spectacle of the Scaffold (a mash-up)

A nice lot of Sindy A 1975 ballet body with ball joint hands that are stuck fast to the arms, double cup waist a torch of burning wax All legs click and hold well reduced to ashes his ashes finally Some toes have bite marks doll has lost two fingers and thumb she has hingedContinue reading “Ebay advert for dolls vs Michel Foucault’s The Spectacle of the Scaffold (a mash-up)”