Lucy Wilks

Pictures at an Exhibition

We gathered in your loft. It was a safe milieu. We took our medicine and waited. On the wall the countenance of Iggy Pop floresced – a haggard beauty full of lust for demi-monde and vagrants. We could not keep …

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Vowellings in Reverso

(After Christian Bök, Eunoia) I Unruly Unsunk, thus Pru’s lush cult spurns humdrum hurt, stuffs stubs, bluffs snubs, shuns slurs, gruff flubdub’s churls; usurps glut’s smut, hunts stunt, clumps mugwump curt, Pru’s unsung trump plumbs crux, unfurls, uncurls. Must skulk …

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