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OF LATTER OFFERS

 

a

dosed world

nods forward

bumbumps

aubergine night

cone spin

frightening sweet

forgets

phablet hands

text

exploding brains

 

&

mimi cries bedside

for love

in

the

little tear shaped

bubble

where she came

to know her

first self

 

times

before

the

hollow moon

dropped by

 

(c)aewatkins2017

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About a. edward watkins

With the exception of 2 years study of western music theory and harmony- I am a self taught percussionist, writer and abstract painter. Not your drummer boy drummer - not your writerly writer nor the painterly painter. Creativity is an integral aspect of my existence - as it is for us all - in some form or another. My experiences in life have informed and shaped my world view profoundly. I am the disrupter - the never quite satisfied - the relentless creator of word, sound and image. I question the answers and question the questions.

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