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Requiem For A Teenage Dream
Where do you find the words to say goodbye… to somebody you never said hello to, to someone who was never yours to lose? To express the depths of the teenage crush you couldn’t quite outgrow; a p...
Christine.
The petty poker-chips of time; a palm-full of pennies we fritter away like loose change on trivial pursuits. I had so much of it this weekend, a million moments I poured into the slot-machine of...
The Friends I Don't Deserve.
A thousand apologies wire shut my jaws, a mouthful of burrs with their bramble-wire claws; unspoken tokens of regret to everyone I ever met: eternally, I owe such debt, to their refusal to forget...
Some Days...
… it’s so fucking easy to believe we hold all the answers.
Headspace.
Stardust swirls behind our eyes, the internal cosmos of the mind: a nebula of fireflies, they shift and drift and mesmerise, twirling corkscrew-curlicues in iridescent silvered hues: frosted purp...
The Monotony of Dichotomy
Sometimes the practicalities of self-induced fatality become my only gravity, the last ties of reality, the lure of pure finality; it percolates and circulates like platelets through my hollow ve...
In Vino Veritas.
Welcome to reality, you false-faced little travesty: you’re a statistic in stupidity. Surfacing, sucking your thumb with a dirt-dry desert mouth, still sticky with syrupy, stale Amaretto and sick...
Everything Is Dark
through bloodshot eyes.
Absent, Without Leaving.
Sometimes I think transparency is slowly subtly stealing me, a silent strident thievery, to reveal invisibility, fading to obscurity; replacing, defacing, displacing: erasing. I no longer trust t...
To A Stranger
These ones are for you, because we speak the same language. Because this is how you say, this hurts; and this is how you say, I’m sorry. Because the smudged-scarlet eyeliner of bitter-burnt heart...
Restless
A distracted wide-eyed gaze into that purpled-petrol glaze; that plasma-ball of possibility, an iridescent volatility; crackling cobalt electricity. Cerulean-blue refracted hues; silent sirens in...
Just So You Know.
Yeah, so the thing is; I’m not that girl, the Climbing Rose. Exquisitely ethereal, the Climbing Rose wears the floral fragrance of her flawless femininity in finespun chiffon folds, a voile-veil...
Wasteland.
I can’t understand why you don’t want this for me. For everything else between us that may not be perfect, I never suspected your sneaking snipers; stealing stealthy steps into my no-man’s land ...
Lost And Found
This was a lost weekend. Lost in the drifting diaphanous dreamscape of a dimension suspended somewhere between memory and discovery; somewhere between reaching inside myself and reaching out to t...
For The First Time.
Ribs laced together with thick threads of panic, sharp shallow breaths shuttling a throatful of thunder; a thrumming heartbeat humming and unsteady feet succumbing, to drumming a tremulous dance ...
That Four-Letter Word.
I thought, for the most part, that words were my friends. Puzzle pieces with interlocking edges, interlacing in landscapes of rhythm and rhyme; sketches of shadow in shades of phonetics, a resona...
Dancing With Consequence
I slide through the gaps between midnight and dawn; daylight is rough sunshine-twine safety, tying me down and constraining, a captive in cuffs of reality. Alone in the night and the steel-stapl...
The Longest Division
Collecting numbers in open palms looking for an answer I can swallow to an impossible equation. Infinite innocent promises candy-coated; sugared white totalling more than the sum of their whole...
We Hold The Chains And Choke Ourselves.
Secretly.
Not Designed For Life.
Strength and weakness are intrinsically entwined, unhappily married in a twisted tree-root entanglement of shadow and light, I don’t know where one ends and the other begins. Walking the precipi...
Dawn Broke... And I Didn't.
Dawn light, the sky a pale pastel palette of rosé blush seeping slow into dusty forget-me-not blue, fading ethereal in soft suspended swirls. Icy cold, frost shimmers drifting in the morning haze...
Complete Me/Delete Me
This cage I build of routine and movement and conscience and conformity; in the spaces between the railings, the silence speaks. Its diaphanous fingers slip like smokewisps through the bars and t...
The Dirty F***ing Truth
How did I end up here? Everything I know about sex, I learned in all the wrong places with all the wrong men, with hot and horny frustrated men who weren’t free to be mine. Young, unattached and ...
Adulthood Calling? No Thanks, I'm Not Interested.
Another Morning After, with hangover hair and last night’s mascara a thick black-tar syrup on my eyes. Another Morning After, supine on the sofa in the blurry barrel-lens distortion of that seasi...
Next Stop, Self Destruction.
Imploding, exploding, I’m shattering in slow motion, the pieces fall like glass. My heart beats too hard and too fast, it shakes my whole body, it pounds against my ribs, I forget how to breathe....
Book Description
The rest of me, the worst of me, the whole of me.
The broken pieces.
