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Recovery
Some days, I think I’ve recovered, and then I remember, the first time I thought I had, and I miss my naivety, so much, that I drown myself, in the knowledge that I will always be struggling for air. I have a little girl, but not in the way you think. She’s so optimistic, sticking…
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9-5
The telephone cord is a chain, I am raining on the inside, storms in my chest, spreading to the rest of me, that’s never restful, on these stressful days, that seem to last for ages, raining rage on my desk, trapped by obligation, trying to survive, salaried per second, waiting for the welcome collapse, of…
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Rivers Of Gold
I still reach for rivers of gold, slivers of silver, when I am half asleep, but, he is gone. Blue eyes, banished, as I bandage myself with time, and sleep, pouring with pity, blueberry sunset, seeing the day we met, and a tornado of time since, how he destroyed my world, putting it back together…
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It Can Be Lonely, Being A Lady
A million mirages, a million ways to look okay, when life looks bleak, a million smiles, that cost too much to keep, when you close the door, and are alone, sliding to the floor, with your heart in your throat, your eyes a waterfall. It can be lonely, being a lady. We are strong, but…
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Patreon Special Offer – Signed Copy Of Deus Ex Machina
Hola amigos, From today, until the 3rd of March, new and existing subscribers to my Patreon will receive a signed copy of my new book, Deus Ex Machina. You can check out and subscribe to my Patreon here. Subscribers to my Patreon get special and exclusive benefits, such as free…