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Tag: secrets

Can’t/Won’t Write

Well he asked me what I was passionate about and I said writing, I’m a writer, and he asked me … More

drunk, prose poem, prose poetry, prosetry, secrets, sex, short story, strangers, writing

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

To: DAD

An abridged version of this piece was originally published in a special issue compiled by 3 Moon Magazine called TEXTS … More

communication, confession, death, family, grief, guilt, love, magazine, messages, relationships, secrets, texts, unsent, writing, zine

Elizabeth

she looked like a girl I knew but stranger a creature dental-floss hair ice in her eyes tattoos on her … More

conversation, depression, dialogue, experience, friendship, holiday, life, mental illness, poem, poetry, secrets, strangers, suffering, writing

Mind Full -ness

There it goes, her life, into the fire. Pages baptised with teenaged tears, up in flames. Overdue relief induced by … More

collective, dark, family, Hijacked Amygdala, life, lit mag, memory, mental illness, metamorphosis, personality disorder, poetry, prosetry, secrets, trauma, writing

Only

There are only 2 ways to stop us Sending each other drunk messages: Quit drinking, or Drink together. And I’m … More

addiction, alcohol, art, collage, friendship, Hijacked Amygdala, love, poem, poetry, relationships, secrets, truth, writing

071118

I wish you’d stop calling it an “affair” That makes it sound organised, premeditated Like we have a fucking clue … More

diary, friendship, fuck up, journal, life, love, notebook, poem, poetry, relationships, secrets, writing

Parapraxis

I worry that you lie awake beside me Listening to me breathe Wondering with whom and where I’ve been And … More

dreams, drunk, friendship, Hijacked Amygdala, lit mag, love, poem, poetry, relationships, secrets, truth, writing

Surreptitiously Yours

Every kiss is our last. Every kiss is goodbye until the next time which will definitely be our last time … More

affair, fuckups, Hijacked Amygdala, love, poetry, relationships, secrets, sex, writing

Wrong Attitudes and Flawed Thinking

Once is a mistake, twice is a choice. And it’s inexcusable. And I know what I’m doing is bad and … More

alcohol, anxiety, bipolar, BPD, cheating, depression, happiness, relationships, secrets, self-esteem, sex, thinking

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