Tag Archives: Dina Honour

Arsenal

I have squirreled words hiding them in overstuffed cheeks until my throat betrayed me and spat them back leaving them sticky on my chin before they fall and puddle at my feet. I have pinched flesh using well-worn fingertips until … Continue reading

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The Alchemy of Construction

When I arrive, Fisher is measuring and marking planks of wood with a pencil he keeps clamped between his teeth. His bare toes, peeking out from the frayed hem of his jeans, are tapping in time with a reggae song … Continue reading

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