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NOMAD WORLD TRACE
NOMADOLOGY BOOK

Crossing from the personal to the political, local to global, the first Nomadology book collects a selection of writing from the last 1.5 years of the project and presents it in beautiful pocket-sized form. >> More

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where to?

So the icing is caked
And where to from here?
We laid it thick
And sloppy… no serviette where I serve
Just your own chin to catch the fall out!
No sugary pink
Just whipped butter smeared off... >> more

 
Begginings.

I never expected to join the gazillions of folk who are putting their two cents on the interweb. But here goes my unceremonious leap (blip) into the 'blogosphere'...

I intended to use the space on... >> more

 
Pegasus

The ship inhales us-
like a seahorse ingesting it's young through the belly,
of a great silver bird of Saturn.

All our eyes are sore red,
from booze, from life, from crying raw,
from spring... >> more

 
Everything is burning

Everything is burning around us, but tonight the fire is a gentle companion to our journey. Smoke rises in soft pillows over the horizon of the hill as we light our campfire. the setting sun lights... >> more

 
Looking for a lost stripy sock!


In this crowded space my body retracts
skin reacts
tantalized by the slipping sweat
indicating the marks left on the shifting floor...
Subtleties meet amidst drunken glaze
brushing against... >> more

 
Dear Cambodia


My beloved Cambodia
Gods repeated like flowers
No two quite the same
Clinging to a trilogy of rocks
And in the silence the cash register sound
Of photographs
By foreign hands.

My beloved... >> more

 
black crossiant

black croissant
what has become of me...

I swallow you to fill the void...
I accept you burnt and late...
i see nothing more than I am in your charcoal coat...
i would have eaten you
if you'd... >> more

 
bon voyage

There wont be a goodbye party...
no goodbyes...
how long will it take the city to notice...

she stares into the below...
stares into the above...
takes it all in...
surroundings of... >> more

 
Words


My question beads, sliding. There’s a glass of language between us. I can’t relax - can’t remember if I ever did. Along the road a truck passes, exhausting dirt from its tires. Sitting on the edge... >> more

 
Watching Kampuchea

GENERAL DE GAULLE VISITS CAMBODIA - film, 1966

A silent black and white film. The clean, empty streets outside the palace. The tough grass leading down to the water. And the palm trees along the... >> more

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