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Spoiled
They are tempted by my temper,because my exotic flair makes it feel like passion,something fashionable,like in a French magazine,since sweet sixteen,and further back,in the fables of my life that I have forgotten,I was rotten to the core,storming through each day with a smile and my rage. I dream of diamonds,around my neck and down the…
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A Case Of The Mondays, On A Tuesday
Good morning glum one,it’s a great day to be bounding through life with as much of a smile as you can salvage.The world’s a little savage,and the passage of time is sublimely snappy, when you really don’t need it to be,but you are awake,and you are breathing,and that’s something.
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I Know That I’m Not Supposed To Be Here
I want to talk to people,to leak onto their fingertips, through dried ink,to be carried around by absent minded hands for the rest of the day,stuck in the back of their mind, or the back of their throat, like a strong flavour or an even stronger memory that hurts so badly to think about. I…
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A List Of Things I Lost My Mind Over At 4AM
It is 4am and I need to empty out my head because every time she hits the pillow, she pauses to read aloud another tortured thought, and, of course, that means no sleep, so I have a sly plan, to make a list, leaving it all in the lines, so I can lie down and…
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The Truth, On National Coming Out Day.
I have known I was a lesbian since I was about ten, and it scared me to death. Well, I say that, but it was more that I knew I was interested in women, not men, but didn’t know what that really meant since I was about ten. More on why that was in a…