Back to the beginning. To those olden days. To those cosmic rays and the shine of your strange teeth as you drunkenly walk unfamiliar streets trying to remember your way home. Such streets recall a younger version of yourself even if that version no longer exists, yet somehow it still does, somewhere, out there,… Read more

  There’s an image of me from a day now almost lost. A few years ago, it was. I’m about to leave the house and head down to the shops at the bottom of the road. I can feel myself on the verge of a panic attack but try and block it out. Try and… Read more

There’s music that drifts to us from the radio, but it’s as dead as the cunts that make it. The only music we need is that of the sounds emanating from our bombed-out hearts. Imagine all the streets on fire as we chew a piece of gum and swap it between our foaming mouths. Imagine passing… Read more

  There’s blood on the sidewalk and flashes of your smile in the windows of all the stores that flow up and down the strip. In my pocket, there’s a lock of your hair, and when I take it out and breathe you in, the ground shakes and the buildings roll like marbles or those boulders… Read more

  There’s a headache that lasts all day. Tried taking painkillers to ease the discomfort, but they didn’t work, so instead, I opened some wine. Didn’t taste great, but wine is wine, and although the headache refused to shift, in my alcoholic daze everything else felt just right. Watched The Thing. Have seen it before. The… Read more

  All the planets and all the stars that form the constellations in our hearts are never far from colliding, and amidst these hidden collisions, there are Christmas ghosts that haunt and taunt and the halos of those that skip and dance on the corner of your street waiting for you to join them shining like… Read more