this smooth weight holds and gluts / tha an cudthrom caoin-sa a glèidheadh 'sa slugadh
this is a description
(Act 3: Clay) with Kawther Luay
I can see your bones but I don't know how to read them
a mineral dance: or how to become glass
a little sideways over under (seed bed blog)
the story of white's whistlers
a three-body problem (the book)
speculative fiction: practicing collectively
forget about the old masters it's all about the old monsters (for Bog: The Issue of Dust)
on whose permission
scenario (the words sunk, it isn't what it used to be)