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Things I Thought About As I Got The Tram Away From Your House (Again)
I smoked cigarettes on the horizon that could be seen from the Vatican.God watched,his trembling hands heaving with pills,my shimmering stare shook with the coming cascade. It was the kind of day that would drift into a distant memory,pinned down by my pen,but nothing to write home about.I was just watching the time tick by…
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Last Wish
I’m down to my last wish,waiting for my ship to come in,walking back and forth by the loch with the thought of you locked inside of my lips,your name pressing against my pout,and my mind, slipping, spilling out as I send another text that I shouldn’t. You look over your shoulder,cool, warrior queen,surrounding my sanity…
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It Doesn’t Mean Anything
The temperature is tepid,flags flick and flex in the winter wind from every window,lit up by advent candles,because the football is apparently coming home for Christmas,after ignoring its obligations for several years (unless a woman asked),and every night,the pub is buzzing,because people finally have something to look forward to on this mad little island. You…
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True Love
They say that you can speak what you need into existence, and so, I suppose you have to be careful about the lies that you tell. It sounds like a simple lesson, but it’s one that I’ve learned in the worst way imaginable. Have you ever said something without thinking? Have you ever hurt someone…
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The One I Love Belongs To Somebody Else
Millie was a vegan, until she wasn’t. Last night, I came home and found her at the kitchen table, surrounded by meat, uncooked, raw, filling plates and bowls. Blood poured from her lips as she shoved handful after handful into her mouth, not seeming to notice I was there. Nothing seemed to matter but her…