FOR A WHILE, TO DREAM

  I of soft nights dream above a sea of harpsichords, where clouds are cooling caramel and the stars set alight with the scent of a pristine perfume deemed delectable. I of soft nights dream neath a curve of cloistered courtyards, drunk on desires dawn will deliver as dusk dressed Diana sets to slip my […]

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CALIFORNIAN SPARK

Here in parks in Paris, France, I potter through a past so old and cold that it cannot be parted, we cannot easily outrun our own ruins while Cali beckons me with her rock and roll band; those make-me-feel-good brothers and sisters since seduced back to their former States and somewhere, in between, the loneliness […]

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THE THAW

  Blue is the breath, blue is the earth, morning, early, the sky a clean canvas of white and the earth; blue, a bed of frozen blues born from dawn’s breath, a blanket of freshly fallen slow snow, trembling along the hairs of the land, caught in the calm before the crunch, before the footprints […]

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NOSTALGIA

  Nostalgia is what we try to believe, the truth is what we try to escape. Curious how comfort can often be found cowering in the corner of a cell. All words and photographs by Damien B. Donnelly

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BORDERS AND BOUNDARIES, NO.28, NAPOWRIMO

  Walls cannot keep us from war, defences are not always the deterrent, destiny is not capable  of being confined in a cage. I captured a corner of comfort  but it grew cold,  capturer and captive,  alone is not alive, solitude is not always  the solution when looking for solace. All words and drawings by […]

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