It's just the scuttling isopods and me on the shore for an evening mudlark in Greenwich, listening to Bhangra pop waft and warp from a chartered boat as its party motors towards Tower Bridge. My shoes squelch in the clay as I pick around slimy ancient leather, cattle
I contributed 'Waves in the Dark' for Noise Complaint, the second issue of Run Ins magazine edited by Naja Surattee. Read it on desktop (not mobile). Visibility is a trap. Capitalism dominates the visual realm. To be seen is to be subjected to the flattening tragedy of categorization.