Morning breathes down my neck again. Unbidden as always. Closed blinds shut out the sight of nothing. Concrete. Tarmac. Bricks. Humans suck the soul out of their surroundings – leaving nothing even for themselves in their wake. And then complain […]
New Essay: “Inconsequential Log”
Autumn. Alternating drizzle and biting cold sun. Empty page waiting to be filled. Loose words skip-jump in my head, refusing to band together and create the dreaded sentences. There’s so much responsibility in a sentence. So many consequences to be […]
New Essay: “In Praise of Grime”
Carefully drawn lines delineating the exact form I envisioned. It looks exactly like I wanted it to – from mind to paper. However… What is missing? Everything is so perfectly detailed. Nothing is missing from the motive. But somehow it […]
New Fragment: “Writing About Writing”
All those smart sentences that pop into one’s head every now and then. The ones that just explain things. Just so. If only it was possible to write a book consisting of nothing but those. But they don’t string together […]
New Fragment: “Pieces of Thought”
I found myself in a splendid moment and thought that I should stay in it, and get the most out of it. The thought alone stole my presence and so I lost it. — Human beauty. The calmness that comes […]
Herald of Destruction
I carry bricks and tile with me in my pockets whenever I go to the city. At least it seems so. Every time I return to my hometown I find an old house torn down – every time I go […]