With an unlit cigarette between my fingers, I see my reflection in the windows of passing vehicles for less than a tenth of a second, but they mean nothing because I exist only where I wish to exist. Buildings fall, and teeth bite flesh in the midst of sexual kicks but I’m on the… Read more

  As the wind and rain danced outside, I fell asleep after work and dreamt of her sitting at the foot of a tree. If I could’ve controlled the dream, she would’ve been touching herself and shouting out my name, but instead, she was reading a book or a magazine of some sort while oblivious… Read more

  Streets and stars and your feathered wings that are almost destroyed yet of which are more beautiful for it as you struggle to swim through a sea of glitter and used tampons. Stairwells and passing feelings and distant planets that call your name as you scratch your skin in the hope of feeling something… Read more

  There are outlines around their bodies that shimmer gold and white, and when I suck on my smoke and swallow another mouthful of beer, they move like the phantoms they are and from such a distance they seem so beautiful even though up close they’re as dull and blunt as the rest. In the… Read more

  Halloween 6 is playing, and while I’m knocking back the wine attempting to create portals with words that just don’t seem quite right, she’s on her phone looking at photos of people she declares to hate with utter devotion. The main woman in Halloween has long, gingerish hair. She’s pale and slim, and in… Read more

We look at the animals in the pet store. It’s a Saturday. A little after midday. She’s hungry and irritable while I’m doing my best to keep her from losing her temper. There’s a rat she wants. It’s a big dumbo one, y’know, the one with the ears. She’s got too many as it is… Read more

  As acid creeps up my oesophagus, stilted rays of sun piss in through the window. It seems as though I forgot to close the curtains the night before, and now daylight sticks its nose in looking as stupid as those bastards outside mowing their lawns and washing their cars even though it’s on the… Read more

  Find faith in your faithless acts and then repent until the sorrow in your bones makes you wish to leave behind all the versions of your former self that linger against your best wishes. Look in the mirror and cry your tears. See the stains on your teeth and tell yourself that from now on… Read more

  Mountains and whores. Darkness and broken poets. Men as pointless as masturbation and children as defunct as their defunct parents. Circles of pain. Circles of truth. The curls of your hair and the blemishes on your skin that remind you so cruelly that you’re only human, and that despite the hopes and dreams that… Read more