Sometimes, I insert a bicycle pump into her vagina and pump her full of despair. I used to pump her full of my love stuff, but the days are cold, and I’ve grown to resent all that she stands for. I’m not sure if my actions are perverse or an attempt to humiliate. Maybe… Read more

  A girl with searching eyes that know my tricky desires. I try and pretend I’m too old, but it’s useless, for the older I get, the more pointless it feels to be lying. When you’re young, you try and pretend you’re normal; that everything is fine. That life is great. This I once attempted… Read more

  While looking at decade-old porn, I attempted to lift weights for the first time in years. It didn’t go well, though, and after twenty minutes of agony, I gave up. It came about as an effort at looking after myself due to self-neglect of shameful proportions. Writing makes me inactive. Coupled with drinking and… Read more

  The first books read at university puked upon in a drunken haze some Friday evening after a dozen pints and a kebab in the center of a strange new town. As a matter of fact, it was the only kebab I ever ate in my entire time there. Some of the books were saved;… Read more

On my way to work last night, I was chased by a badger. At first, I heard its paws on the concrete, and then as I turned the corner, the black and white of its fur came flashing into view beneath a streetlight. Sidestepping out of its way, it changed direction and charged. Pounding the… Read more

  She comes around with wet hair and demands I strip naked and wash my cock. When I do, she sinks her hands into the bath where I lay submerged and grabs hold of me. Her fingers peel back tightened flesh, and as her eyes pick away at my dirty truth, the rivers of the… Read more

  The cat’s name is Honey, and as she takes a piece of cheese from my hand, a homeless guy stood in the park across the road is stabbed in the juggler. Although he’s not really homeless, just like the cat isn’t a stray. It’s all superfluous anyhow, and as blood pisses from his neck and… Read more

  Warm spunk, ready to cover a temple of imperfection. Ready to infect and desecrate all that I deem fit. There’s not enough truth in fluid. Not enough viscera. Sucking mouths and breasts. Placing fingers in pink, fleshy holes. Swallowing sermons that no longer exist. Those nipples that long to be chewed, and the lips… Read more

  Opening my hand at the foot of the garden in an effort at catching snowflakes, a bird lands on it instead and pecks at my wrist. Feeling the urge to vomit, there’s a hole in the sky that lets me see back to when she was just a girl. Standing there gazing up at… Read more

  All the lonely lovers carving their hopes and dreams into a world that doesn’t care. All the losers and freaks, quietly creating, driven by the will to shape the hearts and minds of anyone who’ll listen. Possessed by the fear of oblivion, they do what they do because there’s nothing else. Can’t shape the… Read more