Apparition Paintings

You could touch him but he wasn’t there

Tiny human figurines made from sand. If you held these to your ear, you heard soft sweet music

A ghost travelling half a mile from its own shape

For believing (you were a strange beautiful unearthly creature from a faraway planet)

Smaller life spirits (that inhabit the joints)

She fell asleep somewhere outside the world

All I desire

When I first came here (I thought I’d never get used to the trains; now when it’s quiet I get nervous)