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Out of sorts

A long journey, and my body is weak.
Thoughts cloudy, incoherent and confused.
A futile grasp as my dreams float away.

23rd May - Sorry Not sorry

“Apologies don’t mean anything if you keep doing what you’re sorry for”.

I’m done with you.


Being close to you;
cuddling a nuclear weapon
wrapped in a beige sheet.


Back for 2015

While I’ve left writing on this blog for 5 months, I’ve definitely not left my money in the same way! The last few months were quite busy and personal issues left me a bit overwhelmed at times. 278 more words


Desired Things

I finally found the framed prints of the prose poem Desiderata by American writer Max Ehrmann nestled among the boxes  of old clothes in the upper level of our cabinets. 394 more words


2:22 AM

“Where have you been all my life?” you once asked her. You stared her in the eyes and smiled and she smiled back, a bit scared by what you just said. 620 more words