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

(Pro-)/(Retro-)gression

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You see things and hear things that “aren’t real” [apparently, according to everybody else but it’s all real to you] … More

I used to resent making my father cups of tea. “Why can’t you just make it yourself?” He’d just stare … More