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Tag: memoir

Want

“What do you want?” “I want to chew on your bones // to go back to 2008 and stop her … More

addiction, CNF, creative writing, life, memoir, mental illness, poem, poetry, prose poem, prosetry, relationships, writing

Burnt Teaspoons

“Oi. What colour are my eyes?” Until that moment, I had deliberately avoided looking into his eyes. Eye contact is … More

alcohol, CNF, creative non fiction, depression, memoir, micro memoir, prose, relationships, sex, society, writing

(Pro-)/(Retro-)gression

1 I fill the void with three liters of cheap white wine and morph into a monster in a mini … More

addiction, alcohol, alcoholism, CNF, drug, drug abuse, memoir, poem, poems, poetry, prose, prose poetry, prosetry, real life

Diary Entries – 11/52

Monday super sad again today, choosing names for children that I’ll never have. Tuesday thinking about that time we took … More

Daily Diary, diary, grief, journal, memoir, mental illness, notebook, poem, poetry, prose poem, prose poetry, prosetry, real life, writing

Snapshots of Us

How did we get here? Well, you saw a photograph of me in a magazine and said, “I have to know … More

CNF, creative non fiction, creative writing, frienship, love, memoir, memory, portraits, relationships, vignettes, writing

High Enough

I am standing on the roof. I am smoking a cigarette. I should be at work but I am too … More

death, depression, dreams, grief, home, London, loss, memoir, mental illness, prose, real life, relationships, short prose, suicidal, suicide

All Roads Lead to Seven Sisters

1. I am standing on an upturned bin looking through the little barred window into the room that I was … More

city, CNF, London, memoir, memory, poem, poems, poetry, self portrait, triptych, writing, youth

Wild Horses

You mix my medication into a pot of vanilla yoghurt and instruct me on how to eat. Open. Come on. … More

breakdown, CNF, creative non fiction, memoir, mental illness, prose, real life, relationships, short prose, writing

& party & bullshit

So we were at this house party and I was sitting in the kitchen sink drinking lukewarm vodka out of … More

alcohol, CNF, creative non fiction, drugs, life, memoir, party, prose, sex, short prose, student life, university, writing, youth

Daria & Pete

I would enquire, would ask exactly how they all met, but all the members of this party are now dead. … More

childhood, CNF, creative non fiction, death, family, grief, identity, life, London, memoir, memory, non-fiction, secrets, writing

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