The tiny man that lives in my chest is breathing louder. Longer. His lungs swell and ribcage expands and with each breath instead of retreating his body continues to grow. He sits curled, his spine arched and face unseen and with every inhale I feel my bones creak. You stand above me, watching me from… Continue reading The Elephant In The Room
Tag: non-fiction
Collage (Old)
Everything I think has been thought before Nothing I feel can feel like anything but nothing I don’t know what to do I don’t know what to do I don’t know what to do Everything I think has been thought before. And while my mind in make-up is unique, In deliverance in intention and In… Continue reading Collage (Old)
Too Much Has Already Been Written About Storms
It was a once in a ten year storm. Catastrophic. Never before seen, heard or imagined. That’s what the media told us. In our current climate it felt like we had one of these almost every other week but we didn’t care, not tonight. Tonight felt like something special. I chucked on an old shirt… Continue reading Too Much Has Already Been Written About Storms
Interstate-95
There is nothing in my mind that is worth repeating nothing worth keeping sky green and ground in between. Driving a circular highway lined by things unseen Keeping me safe Keeping me sound sky green and ground in between. Spending money because that’s what I’m told to do Pretending I'm trying because that’s what I’m… Continue reading Interstate-95
Punk Show
I’m wearing dirty blue jeans and a jacket to match. My checked shirt is from Kmart and the Docs on my feet were a birthday present from my mum. I’ve got shitty hip hop blaring from my headphones and when I walk I keep my shoulders hunched and my eyes straight ahead. In my mind… Continue reading Punk Show
Cars/Do Me A Favour
Sitting in cars getting trapped in cars I didn’t want you to drive me home Tears on the steering wheel, dripping on the seat Sitting in cars getting trapped in cars Sitting at the bottom of the shower Sitting over the drain and watching the water level rise Water draining mirrors your eyes as we… Continue reading Cars/Do Me A Favour
Cut.
Everything is foggy. Why am I so. Foggy. There is a cut just under the knuckle of my left thumb and I don’t know when it got there or how but it has been there at least the last few days and it is not like it is bleeding or there is a scab just… Continue reading Cut.
Here and nowhere else. 