Tag Archives: Arbroath

Companion Piece

Posted on October 28, 2018 by

October 28, 2018 (Sunday) The moody look of the freeway heading east toward the foothills with the rain coming on and the color draining out, now down to yellow. Fog and clouds over the dark mountain contours. Lily and her … Continue reading →

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That last fall in Arbroath

Posted on October 29, 2016 by

This time last year we were getting ready to leave Arbroath, Scotland for Halloween in Inverness, at the mouth of the Loch Ness, with much anxiety from the kids on what that would mean for our trick-or-treating plans. We had … Continue reading →

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Before we lost power I scheduled this

Posted on October 14, 2016 by

I couldn’t help getting drunk before the storm, I fell into a dream where I never did land and saw my body flicker out, and forgot. I went out for the dark and the rain because why wouldn’t you, it … Continue reading →

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Still life with broken tile

Posted on October 29, 2015 by

When we arrive at our flat outside of Arbroath the owners ask us what are we doing here, politely, which is a fair question, and I mumble something about coming from Newcastle by way of Amsterdam and touring 90 days … Continue reading →

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