When my world was all a bubble / a local and a yard-sweep thing / I dreamed of eminence and a general power. / Now I am great, but with all my command / cannot escape greatness. All space / is mine to move, yet how slight it feels! / And my tall wide wish is to hold sway / over five thin chickens and a roof with loose tiles…

Volume 16 | The Lover in the Snow [i]

Dustless | Volume 16
is approximately 350 pp./a5

status | to be published 00 00 0000

Amazon Kindle Store | link to come