This poem was published in the Dec/Jan 2024 edition of The London Magazine. The daffodils are trying hard To say fuck you to the Berlin...

We stood there on the old stone bridge As the whirls and ripples of the Danube flew like kite ribbons in the wind Beneath our feet and...

This text was first performed as part of a Slow Stage as part of The Palace Art Residency and is currently being used in Organized Chaos...