You mother, with her kind, dark eyes and powdered skin. Your mother, pressing cold finger tips to your neck. Scarlet nail polish, small blooms of ice. Telling you to find a girl with “Greenhouse” for a last name. Telling you to find her pressed thinly in between layers and layers of transparent glass. Telling you […]

she’s been having dreams about blue jeans and prepositions strange things like copper basins filled with soap, and a blood-sacrifice from red towels strewn on the floor you see, she’s got a chronic case of the sleep talk always asking about words as if they were coffee shop orders “inside, underneath, before, behind or below?” and […]

Skylines of canted rust. Blurred sunshine. Coffee that tastes like acid, coffee that burns the tips of my fingers. 35°18.48′S 149°7.47′E, Winter, 6:30AM: a voyeur sits on the edge of her balcony and asks: …which author shall speak for me this morning? Bukowski. Sometimes you climb out of bed in the morning and you think, I’m not […]

Can you be homesick for a place you’ve never been? this world seems too bright, too amber-coloured and falling in love is like having two souls – too much. Too much talk sunk in soundlessness too much submarine light and faux-chivalry focus on the starry gap in between your eyes, a fourth of vodka and the dark […]

This wrong world can either beat the poetry out of you or it can beat it out within you in long brawling measures of tough and fisted line. And timing and rhythm are well enough but not all. Pace your precious self for longevity or go all gloriously out in the first round, either way […]

Cut loneliness out of my sleeve, and it’s in the shape of you. Everywhere I go, strangers. Every white car looks like yours. Are you holding it together well? Seems like you’ve got infallible sutures, with the stitching done up right close to your skin. Try and get close, smell the formaldehyde. I can not see the visceral insides […]

sometimes I feel like doing something crazy and stupid and irrational like jumping into a cold lake completely naked or going skydiving and not holding on or signing up for the next hoax Mars expedition or booking a business class ticket to New York City and getting lost at the airport or spending hours tracing glow-in-the-dark constellations on […]

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