Prose poetry looking at sonic energies, technologies, emotions and the body. Attuned to atmospheres and spaces between each other as well as the nervy dissonance between everyday speech and compositions on the page. The writing was in part developed during a sound art residency at Q-02, Brussels, Belgium.

Heavy footed, peeping 
you are shadow and stone dial both 
something given away reveals itself as an experiment into growth 
& the doughy apology of a reversal