A neo-gothic short story in three movements, written to Sibelius’ Violin Concerto in D Minor, about everything a boy sees when he thinks he is listening.
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A poem on the brief, parabolic life of a skipped stone, and the regret that leaves with it.
A modern nativity, told in two tongues, about the belief a mother carries out into the dark.
A poem on rooms without exits, and the garden that waits just beyond every window.