Captian's Log I Saw 14 Dec 2023 I saw, all in a moment, not what was, but in a sense, what ought to be. I should, if I were more sensible—perhaps I should have wept or laughed,…
Captian's Log Day’s Work 23 May 202320 May 2023 And how the sweat rolls down my face, and how the air grows thick, and how I long to leave this place, and how for home I'm sick. And now…
Captian's Log When Dreamers Wake 23 Sep 2019 When dreamers break and get a job, a cocktail on their brains —the bug is fixed— they wake. They wake to find it fixed: What good are working brains? Without…
Captian's Log Restive Work 10 Feb 2018 Last night I dreamed of work: it was a place like a quarry, like a mine, like a desert. It was at once in a cave and out in the…
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