A D Harper

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


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


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 …

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