Entities Inertias Faint Beings
- Dry Keys Echo in the Dark and Humid Early Hours
- For a Language to Come
- Pieces of Wood and Iron, Phials of Odours
- Sea Slug
- Unspeakable Within It
- Compelled to Approach
- Ancestral Beings, Sightless by Their Own Dust
- Setting Stones
- Human Skin and the Stone Steps
- Things Just Went Sour Gradually All at Once
- Invertebrate Drawings
37th Floor at Sunset: Music for Mondophrenetic
Apparition Paintings
- You could touch him but he wasn’t there
- Tiny human figurines made from sand. If you held these to your ear, you heard soft sweet music
- A ghost travelling half a mile from its own shape
- For believing (you were a strange beautiful unearthly creature from a faraway planet)
- Smaller life spirits (that inhabit the joints)
- She fell asleep somewhere outside the world
- All I desire
- When I first came here (I thought I’d never get used to the trains; now when it’s quiet I get nervous)
- Always she seemed to be listening to some foray in the blood, that had no known setting
- Some of them (to isolate themselves even further, beat their own ears until the tiny bones within were crushed)
- Possibly it was only the coming of certain indefinable hours
- Suddenly the world had dropped away
