Catherine Baker

@catbake.bsky.social

Writer and editor in educational publishing.

my high school boyfriend turns fifty today I wonder if he remembers that time in his house beneath the wall of school pictures when he showed me Cinema Paradiso and we cried instead of making out

Goodnight from the passengers of the glass-bottled SS Hookland Star, wondering why they never reach their intended port. Goodnight from Jemima Wooton, stretched full of wicked dreams of how to punish her brother for immolating her favourite Sindy doll. Goodnight from Hookland.

We drive darkening, ghosted roads. In these last minutes of solar alchemy, every turn is towards folklore. We become one with the land's long memory. One with a hodology where every traveller is another time's temporal shade. We become high strangeness. – #DAKilroy, 1982

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