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

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

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

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

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

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

1. The problem with a blood pact is that you can’t take it back. 2. It looked like the scene … More