“…I do not know what to do…
We begin, or end, there.”
“while poetry will be the clear, the fact of the head,
prose will be the coming, and going. Around.
…It is not a matter of better, or worse. There is no competition.”
-Robert Creeley-
"the letter always reaches its destination" -- Jacques Derrida
Chasing big dreams one photo at a time
Poetry, haiku, tanka, and micropoetry
I had a dream that I didn’t want the lion to eat the lamb and the lion came up and lapped my face like a big puppy dog and then I picked up the lamb and it kissed me. - Jack Kerouac
an investigation into the nature of our engagement with spaces, by means of documentary gesture towards the everyday
Chantelle Atkins, Author
Fiction, Nonfiction, and Poetry Journal
"As for me I reduce everything to a tumult of words" - Clarice Lispector
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Building a community of researchers
An Ember for Thought
