A field remains open after judgement fails, allowing the speaker to see without forcing a conclusion.
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No verdict survives the field. The evidence is grass, distance, a body turned from the light. I lower the stamp. Some things are not innocent. Some things are not guilty. Some things are there.
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A darkness & chaos poem about address, name, glass, where attention changes the scale of the ordinary.
An object has no address in the known world, but the speaker recognises the feeling of being similarly unplaced.
A surreal speculative poem about a child, erased play, and a bureaucratic world that turns memory, language, and belonging into terms of service.
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