Eye Wonder

Eye Wonder

An artist once intentionally looked into my eyes whilst I was sat in the staff room of my local art college. He tried to pierce my gaze but couldnโ€™t. He said he could not see past my eyes, he could not see into me, and that there was nothing there. I think that...
Among the Many

Among the Many

I am the one among the many, I sit beneath the stars, in a field of dandelions, I am the thistle in the dark; I am the misprint on the page, when other words conform, to their perfect sentences for life, I deviate from the norm. I am the one among the many, alone-ness...