I’m shook. It never feels right carrying on, there’s a rallying cry for recompense that swells inside, as though your world should stand still in solidarity with those who no longer have a world of their own. Speaking of “your” world – it’s so easy to feel so content on your own axis, as it […]Read more "Manchester, 22/5/17 take #2"
Nails in faces Nestled into chubby cheeks Not quite yet rid of that Awkward puppy fat Skinny fingers which had Just before, clutched cameras Propped up smartphones Now sporting third degree burns The North had always cared for its own And last night’s taxi driver is today’s hero I can’t find a form to fit […]Read more "Manchester, 22/5/17"
In honour of Kylie Jenner and all her worldly wisdom, I thought I’d take a lil’ look back at the year so far. 2017 has been the year that I: Learned to smile properly in pictures Stopped relying on numbers to tell me anything about my physical health Realised the importance of my own space, […]Read more "“I feel like this year is really about like, the year of realising stuff” – Kylie Jenner"
I waited, lungs heavy, always a little short of breath. The mechanical counter of the station clock seemed to slow with each minute that the train was delayed, forcing itself over with an almost palpable effort. I needed to feel this tightness ease. As I wrote, each stab at the page was a tiny victory, […]Read more "#2"
Written with regards to a University career and general period of late adolescence which have thus far, had a dramatically negative impact upon my mental health.Read more "Backwards"
Where do you go when you go? When breathing trips up on the carpet corner And the clip-clop flicker in your eyes Lets itself out of the front door. What thoughts are these? Whose locked horns pull your cheeks Ever-tighter. Fine lines and – Sidelined. Which fears guide that current? Coursing through unsteady hands A […]Read more "When You Go"
“I bit the hand that fed me, there was blood and blueberries on the bed sheets” “I need you to stay on th-” He curled himself around the fire escape Once, twice, metal Clattered, warmed by breath The telephone a requisite interruption Momentarily providing enough space between you, knock-kneed, skin grazed by teeth, and Him, […]Read more "Hello Operator"