Stuart Miller-Osborne

I collected some pebbles From the beach today Which has been decorated Using the colours of my walk

The sun was in love with the moon it was seen as an equal relationship In a fiercely unequal universe

The only radio in my room was broken Its secrets were forever locked in its silence Or so my host family told me

My mother used to be a very popular singer Quite often she was filmed in and around Paris Occasionally these fuzzy recordings are shown In all of their black white and nostalgic glory

I was found drunk in this bus shelter My shoes had been stolen as well as my wallet The pigs had planted some recreational stuff on me It was likely that I was going down for a long time But then they drove me back to my beautiful house And let me sleep it off…

As one of the five rivers of the Underworld alongside Acheron Lethe Cocytus, and Phlegethon It served as the final path for the dead Charon the underworld’s ferryman used his boat to carry the souls of the departed across the water To pay his fare ancient Greeks would traditionally place a small coin in the…

There was certainly a movement in the high trees But I knew that it made no sense at all Perhaps bats perhaps birds Or the winds from the south I was totally unsure of my reality On that hot July day

F walked into our moon garden Until she was almost Out of sight She was dancing naked In the hot summer winds Which were becoming more common

she was one of the most docile dogs that i had ever known she had no temper and was full of love

we were due to leave before dawn but we heard her pull away in her new white car