Heart(less)

I kept explaining my heart away. Too heavy to carry, too broken to mend, I dreamt that that mess of … More

Want

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

You wanted to be a prima ballerina but childhood malnourishment & dire poverty made your bones too weak, your tiny … More

“Located in a peaceful and secluded part of Southgate, Priory Hospital North London is set within a striking Grade I … More

The night before you were killed, I was drinking at the pub where you were tending the bar. After the … More

Claret on cotton and hearts on sleeves; words that hurt and eyes that bleed. After too much truth serum, I … More

Apparently, you’re not supposed to smile when a cat scratches you. That’s what he told me when he realised that I … More

No, I don’t mind making the sandwiches for the picnic—it’s strangely satisfying to slice the cheddar for your Ploughman’s using the same knife … More

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

I saw a Picasso painting and it fucked me up because it wasn’t oil on canvas, it was a mirror. … More