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Winter Beach

Watercolour painting of an isolated beach


Winter Beach


Seagulls sit like white frost
over bleached sands
watching the waves take bite after bite out of an
abandoned shore, ravenous
for watermelon
and beach cricket.

Salted skies scream kids off their lawn,
then howl for those young real estate tycoons who
long ago constructed castles
on their undeveloped sands.

remain uncollected

Planks of pier
shiver near
the boats that bob in their sleep.

That shrill ocean air breathes
like stainless steel.


For miles.

Just acid-wash denim
and the hand-stitched seam of a horizon line,
barren of any leaves.

Farrago's magazine cover - Edition Two 2023


The harpsichords sound like skeletons. The wings of butterflies open and close like lungs. The trees are murdered for pianos. The dust in the abandoned antique store glows gently, as if made from the powdered skulls of fairies and changelings. Welcome to the weird and wonky world of Edition Six, Phantasmagoria. We bid you to tread carefully...

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