So here’s an article I wrote about stealing and its relationship to my addiction:
I have been experimenting with a collage method of writing poetry where you take words and phrases from your environment and arrange them as sentences in a poem alongside some minimal, imagist descriptions.
The point is to try and capture the essence of a thing or a place (or a coffee shop) without resorting to long descriptions about how the light on the flowers on the table reminds you of the rich scent of that cup of coffee you had in Paris with your lover who died… or, you know, whatever.
Collage of a Czech Coffee Shop
Lavazza and laughter
in glass bowls
you got me in your spell
There will be new posts coming this week. Thanks for sticking around, readers, much love x