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She said she loved them. She only *said* she loved them. She said only *she* loved them. She said she only loved *them*. She said she loved *only* them. She…
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She said she loved them. She only *said* she loved them. She said only *she* loved them. She said she only loved *them*. She said she loved *only* them. She…
This is yet another distraction. A sideways thought trailing off from my intended destination. It is past midnight. I won’t leave until this is done. The work…
So, this is it. I dash myself to pieces on the rocks. Those who care for me can’t see me any more. Tears in their eyes now, blinding them. I did that. My…
So, I suffocate and smile. No one can know. That’s the only way I can escape, when my dust is choking no one but me and they’re all looking up. Following my…
So there’s a line to walk. I teetered on that edge for months, years. I dangled a foot over the edge, tempting my friends to stop me, daring myself to say no…
I want to swim again. I want to feel water splash over me. I want that first cold dip of the toes, the sudden dampness of my swimsuit sticking to my skin. I…
Step outside. Breathe. Look left... Look right... Walk. The pavement is hard and hot under thin soles, cracks lace it like giant spiderwebs. The weeds are…
The car stopped. Less of a smooth braking and more a juddering halt. The engine gave off a shower of sparks, and that was that. No more car. Dave started to…
Save me from dark, dark eyes. Save me from chocolate, coffee, and the night sky; reflection swimming in them. Save me from dark, dark eyes. Save me from these…
Catch me if you can, for I’m the wind and I am strong.... Once upon a time a little girl got lost in the worlds. She stepped out her front door one day and…
In hallowed halls an angel sings of sin, redemption and something lost. Sand and salt. All things fade, and fill. A tide awash with feelings. All the empty…
Some people think we don’t belong together, but they don’t know us. Not really. They don’t know me. Our arms are linked, you are held close to my side, your…
The words left my mouth without any inner editor reaching them first, and I clench my teeth to stop anything more escaping. He smirked, his smug exploitation…
A letter, when you think all contact has passed, can be a very odd thing. It seems to change in your hand. The cream of the envelope makes the ink stand out…
Oooh, I am hungry. Still hungry, even after our time together, and now my eye roves on. You were pleasant and all, and I know I said that you were mine and…
So, I still feel the guilt. A little of it is over what I did. The look on those people’s faces. The ones I had hurt and betrayed and smiled at. If I had…
I love you. It was hard to say it without sounding trite, hard to write it without seeming false. Hard to think it without feeling sappy. But there it was. Out…
I sit, blinking slowly behind my glasses. The concrete is dull and cool beneath me. I scuff my shoes miserably against the hard ground, and wait for the…
I think of the time when you will realise yours were not the first lips to kiss mine. I can see the betrayal in your eyes when you see a photo that captured…
I can never be quite sure when it stopped feeling like teasing. Sometimes, just sometimes, I suspect you still are. It was all quite innocent...It was an…