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Until these moments end you look surprised that they are happening at allthat you could suddenly find yourselfin this situationwondering why you’re in a positionwhere you might wonder why.
Then when they’re done the feeling’s worseyour Enigin out of gasolineyour compass misalignedso that true north is missingand every movement that you make feels misdirected
When they come [...]

In these situations my mind turns to thoughts of signage.
I will print posters for you, each one depicting you and I in attitudes of great Second World War romances.
I will purchase vinyl stickers graphically designed, in which your name and mine spiral into one another.
I will obtain for you consumer durables (a DVD player will [...]

Frank had lost most of his money in the great Enigin Scam of 2008. An unscrupulous entrepreneur had managed to convince several thousand people to invest several thousand pounds each in a project that he’d claimed would massively increase their popularity and general interest to the world through a previously unknown online methodology. Charles Enigin [...]

Amazing what happens when you google your own name. Even more amazing, I suppose, that “google"has become a word that we use so commonly, in such a short space of time. And it’s nothing short of terrifying what happens when you type in the name of someone close to you into a search enigin. [...]

This is just some poetry I wrote last week. I’ve been thinking a lot about how we communicate - and sometimes how we don’t. I think the worst thing in the world is people refusing to talk to one another, and how the ability to share our thoughts and feelings through language is one of [...]

I have thought about changing my name, I imagine a world where I wasn’t. I think of my favourite painters and consider stealing something that belongs to them: could I be Alexander Millar?
I journey back to the Russian steppe and hope that the answer somehow will be displayed in the scene in Fiddler on the [...]

I had a red velvet chair, and a matching red velvet sofa, it wasn’t simply cheap furniture, it was free I try to remember where I got them, but all I recall is the position it occupied in my room overlooking the motorway.
My father called it the Roosevelt, or the Dan Ryan, or the Edens. [...]

What makes me smile every day is the sunshine outside, the colourful people always in a hurry. The trees that talk to me when the wind blows, the birds that live in them, the smell of freshly cut grass. The truth is that I love life, I enjoy it and I want to live every [...]

The plants in the yard are dying, slowly, its the end of the growing season, the cold fall water drips from bright green to old brown and a forgotten tomato rots on the vine./When I was twelve I dreamt of foreign holidays, bright stars and Luton Airport Parking. I was a strange child who was [...]

Familiar path followed under blanket of fog. Now venturing down into barren valley of a thousand steps toward forgotten years now remembering. Damp moisture of regret sticks to my nakedness while again descending into your embrace. You the Spartan warrior with sword drawn up in battle proudly rising like the magnificent sun swelling out of [...]