Entities Inertias Faint Beings

Dry Keys Echo in the Dark and Humid Early Hours

For a Language to Come

Pieces of Wood and Iron, Phials of Odours

Sea Slug

Unspeakable Within It

Compelled to Approach

Ancestral Beings, Sightless by Their Own Dust

Setting Stones

Human Skin and the Stone Steps

Things Just Went Sour Gradually All at Once

Invertebrate Drawings