Firstly, apologies for the lateness of this post. The Silkworms Ink team is currently spread thinly over the world. Sam is in Italy. I am in Glasgow. Phil is in London and Jon once again has found himself in a gaol somewhere south of Viang Chan. Fret not, your weekly chapbook will be up for your viewing pleasure later today, for now enjoy the - just about legible - first installment of Sam's Postcards from Italy, The Corridor (part one).
Poem as my mother's burial approaches
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*[ash natural as sunsets]*
Ash natural as sunsets
As this brook here,
Nothing to fear, some say,
The silence is the main aspect,
And strange for...
3 weeks ago



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