whisper booth
The title never lands the same way twice.
Hover, focus or tap around. The letters get ideas of their own.
Birmingham / after midnight / lightly singed
eyes fried shut
A small sideways place where canal mist, brushed cymbals and ring-road electricity keep each other company.
soft geography
Not a map of Birmingham. More a feeling it has sometimes.
It doesn’t go anywhere useful. and that’s fine.
late set
Turn the mood dial.
smoulder with drizzle