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PODCAST LAUNCH!
Stories from the Hearth is a brand-new, creator-led, short-stories podcast, launched in January 2021.
Stories from the Hearth is an original short-stories podcast for those who crave a little bit of escapism, from all the chaotic energies of the modern world.
Continue reading “PODCAST LAUNCH!”O silken, silken night
From tiled sanctuary
My steam rises
Up, out from crunkling bubbles
Cloaking me
In a universe of soap, quantum soup
Malleable as the oboe
Upstairs.
There, the player turns
Their instrument round
Upon me, crooning
“Silken, silken night,
O silken, silken night,
Who are we? For I, am.”
And all my world is edge-lit.
Continue reading “O silken, silken night”Anomaly (2020) – Sci-Fi Short Film
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In Anomaly, humanity scours the far reaches of the cosmos for asteroids to mine and planets to inhabit, building spacestations as they go. For Pan, lone engineer, tasked with maintenance of the remotest outposts, life in outerspace is a drag. It’s hardly made more bearable by the constant presence of her AI companion, Dual – an acerbic autopilot with a dry wit and little else. When a rogue frequency promises an injection of adventure into an otherwise dull and lonely life, Pan leaps at the opportunity to track it to its source. Hyper-jumping to an unexplored region of space… what could possibly go wrong?
Continue reading “Anomaly (2020) – Sci-Fi Short Film”31 West Maitland
I dream of a cold-water flat
where your breath freezes
on the air.
Where your socks are full
of holes, snagged
on nails in the floorboards. Continue reading “31 West Maitland”
Poems // Shīpiān // 诗篇
concrete waves
breaking meekly against
the feet of mountains
(Hangzhou) Continue reading “Poems // Shīpiān // 诗篇”
The Piano Man
This guy on the piano here,
with his cap on frontways
so you know he’s serious.
He’s grinning like he’s hopped up,
his fingers working bass and keys
simultaneously, the sway of his head
shaking the whole room. Continue reading “The Piano Man”