Avalon was written based off personal experiences and is an attempt at using both lyrics and soundscapes to tell an intricate story of love, loss, identity…
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Heads I am asked where I stand, as a test, as a demand to take sides, to show […]
He walked up Union Ave towards Beale, the way he had thousands of times before. He noticed the […]
I cursed my prudence, wished I’d blown A fortnight’s wages on a flight And not been sat in […]
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No traveller should read the health chapter of a guidebook. I had made this mistake and consequently fretted […]
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I’ve said goodbye so many times to homes, to streets, to green spots that welcomed me on my […]
She stared at me, and I tried my best not to blink. Her spidery lashes did not meet […]
Bill Renwind was content. Sure, the world was falling to pieces. The sickness was raging through the country. […]
It’s time, I thought. Time for me to make that sound the curtain makes as I push the […]
My mother’s shoes
I wear your soles now,
step out on your heel
and point to the future
in your old leather toes…
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