Article out in this month’s online-only edition of Climb Magazine. Sailing, climbing, Abba lyrics…
Today in Algebra of Fowls.
the other night at band practice we
had a whole discussion about the exclusivity of
velvet and how corduroy was the
string of the king
the beanbag was my throne
wide velour stripes off-white king of the desert like
ozymandias on the beige
carpet of my loft
brand new just carved i filled it myself with
a helper its not easy two vast bags of
polystyrene balls getting everywhere going everywhere
the cat sleeps here it took her a while to get used to
the way the sides shift she experimented with
steady backsliding progress and
huge astonished leaps
two days after i locked the catflap exit by mistake
she came all the way to the top of the house to
do a giant shit on my beanbag. The king is dead!
long live the queen
Dob Dob Dob is kicking off Bristol HUM this Friday 5:30pm at the Surrey Vaults. Spoken word/glitch loops set on Tinder and dating.
An hour of radio! Chatting to Nuala of The World Is Listening about music and age and women in music. Happily we both love Beyoncé. This is good as we have a long road-trip planned.
http://bcfmradio.com/worldislistening 11:00 – 21/02/2017
So I’m a quarter of my way through the Masters, based in Linköping, Sweden, in Gender Studies, Intersectionality and Change; am just starting to make some short films; wrote 4 poetry collections in 2016, three like EPs, one like an album; my new year’s resolution is to tell people about them; especially you Alan, who upbraided me for my lack of communication at the climber’s party in the Miner’s Arms. Happy 2017!