Verulamian stalwart
and cookie-fingered culprit

prebend among pale juniper
nodding in a wind's absence

these blurs hox the monster
who focussed a menthol peacock

mnemonic key is safest
if you'd address the wounded

deduction not much comfort
who brandish a burning alb

barricade snug with chevron
and olive, nuzzle almost

enfleurage, brightened bodkin


"There is a basin in the mind where words float around on thought and thought on sound and sight. Then there is a depth of thought untouched by words, and deeper still a gulf of formless feelings untouched by thought." --Zora Neale Hurston, Their Eyes Were Watching God (1937)


Alaska's crystal meth capital.


Aroma disc player.