A D Harper



Broken (interaction)

It happened in the sand dunes, so I’m told. I don’t remember. But it’s said I came back claiming I’d converted to a broken- nosed God I didn’t know the name of, from a museum long ago. I don’t know …

Posted in 108: DEDICATION | Tagged

The Line

My aunt and uncle are coming so in their honour I pile the books against the walls, and hoover, and stack the stairs with what was on the floor — the angel oracle cards with their almost-outsider art which I …

Posted in 89: DOMESTIC | Tagged

Personnel

okay so I was excited about getting an Action Man but really what was there to do with him apart from stroke the stubbled fur that passed for hair and try to twist his rubber fingers into the trigger of …

Posted in 88: TRANSQUEER | Tagged

Edgelands

Nobody ever goes back to where it started, kissing cramped against trees behind garages and shops, on the corner of concrete and nature, trapped on the border of desire and the ecstatic, those fires preserved in scattered coded notes in …

Posted in 84: SUBURBIA | Tagged