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Tag: relationships

Another Psychosis, Another Involuntary Section

Another ID wristband—tethered to this earth only by name and number. Another locked room—unopenable from the inside, trapped in terror. … More

breakdown, hospital, love, mental health, mental illness, poem, poems, poet, poetry, psychosis, relationships, writers, writing

Heart(less)

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

body, love, memory, mental health, mental illness, poem, poetry, prosetry, relationships, trauma, writing

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

Fight Night

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

breakups, fight, heartbreak, mental illness, poem, poetry, prose poem, prosetry, relationships, writing

Sandwiches

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

depression, fear, mental illness, poem, poetry, prose poem, relationships, self harm, self injury

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

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

Icarus

It was a sad thing to discover that the sensation of your lit cigarette burying its hot head in the pale crook of … More

love, myth, pain, poem, poetry, relationships, violence, writing

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