A new collection of poetry.

It was first seen on a parking machine. And I love the word. There’s a ‘space’ and at the end the ‘off’ is saying you don’t have to be present.
I liked that the word indicated, no matter what the reason for my time leak, that I would have fifteen minutes on the focan clampers - that they could not lay a finger on my chart during space. With space you manage to tackle things that were not finished, things that were not started. This book came from space.