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I Am A Disappointment To My Father, and He Is A Disappointment To Me
My father was a man of few words and a man of many drinks,losing the will to love somewhere around my mother’s second trimester,and maybe it’s my fault,for forsaking my sense for sentiment,writing off his rage as just a temporary temperament,saving the day with some new excuse,letting my soul be used,until there was nothing left.…
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Indubitably
My erstwhile inamorata, adored indubitably, even after she was ether, stored somewhere safe, in the scent of snapdragons, in the taste of tequila, in the centre of the rising sun, and how it dances across the sky, as she does, every morning.
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His Love Scared Me To Death
He told me, a trembling wretch, to be unafraid,and I was uncomfortable with the request,despite his gaze, so gentle, giving me some comfort.He told me that he had overcome the world and all its trouble,and I couldn’t conceive it.The smallest things were such a struggle, that the world’s truest troubles were too much to even…
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Sunflowers On Snake Island
A small, bald man with an elephantine ego has decided that peace must perish.He is old, decrepit and dismal,desperate for the power that has passed him by,clinging with callous, skeletal fingers to the sands of time that still remain,unable to accept that even if he holds his hands tightly together,they are bound to blow from…
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Made
I’d like to say I was made somewhere, but I don’t know that I’m complete. A naive version of myself thought this would be a settled point in my life, but she was deluded in the most darling way, footsteps receding as she raises her eyes to the stars, hopeful and hungry. I have washed…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 