You lose, and yet you win. You collapse but come together a different entity entirely. Take hold of my hand and let me pull you into my dream. Speak a sentence that gets beneath my skin and say something that will make this cold heart of mine beat like it used to. Listen to… Read more

    Whenever my eyes rest upon her curves the urge to lower myself is beyond my control. She’s in bloom. She’s a shrew that can’t be tamed and whenever she’s with another it makes me want to taste her that little bit more. We walk and dance and spin and spit and kiss and… Read more

  There’s a memory of me submerged in the bath during the weeks of my breakdown. Motionless for the best part of an hour, the water was slowly turning cold, but it didn’t seem to matter that much. Guilt is a terrible thing, and yet, in the long run, I guess it set me free… Read more

  Feed me Ritalin as if they were smarties, and then tuck me into bed as my hands shake from a lack of alcohol. Kiss me on the forehead and say it will blow over, then read me a story from the local newspaper about a priest who’s been stabbed in the throat and urinated… Read more

  Suspicions of destiny and wordless intuition regarding the shape of your hips. In the fog by the lake, children play on thin ice, and even though they might fall through, it’s OK, because the angels above are watching over them. On a tree by the bridge, the one where your sister once scrawled crude… Read more

  She oscillates. She menstruates. And yet never at the same time. Occasionally, when I’m not looking, she inspects her ladyparts in a small mirror. I’m not sure why. Is this what women do? What are they looking for? I must find out, but right now I’m watching some bullfighter get his eye gouged out… Read more

  We watch Robocop and attempt to fuck but it hurts too much and she keeps on giggling every time I wince. Falling asleep soon after, I dreamt blood was gushing out of me while taking a piss, and the sight of so much crimson splashing on the white linoleum made me jolt upright in… Read more

  Standing in line waiting to pay for our stuff, she tugs on my beard and tells me to get a shave. Peering down her top, I pretend to be looking at something else, but there’s no denying what I’m drawn to. Frowning at my behaviour, she turns her back with a huff and digs… Read more