New.

This is a collection of my new writing. 

.1 sad

I'm sad. My heart feels empty. The stitches holding the rift in my heart have once again opened- opened wide. I want to be adored. I need someone to...

.2 ugly bore

I wonder, wonder why such ugly people have to be so loud. It takes an elegant man to pipe down. Vulgar lives and vulgar wives leads to biting...

.3 the rain

The rain it pours drip by drip, drop by drop. Grey cloud covers the sky. A blanket, soiled and glum. The earth it feeds, be it full now as puddles...
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.4 coffee shop

Sitting alone in the coffee shop. On my table is my computer, bottle of water, book and of course a cup of coffee. It's a weekday, so i guess it's...

.5 may day

The sun is high as birds fly by, chitter chatter all day in the hot spring of May.

.6 life in pastels

A minimalistic caricature of your living room in pastel blues, pinks and greens. The saxophone oozing from the radio hi-fi dancing to the rhythm of...

.7 stand by me

Stand by me- The din of the homeless man outside strumming his out of tune guitar singing pop songs of decades past. Four years I've passed him. Four...

.9 diary one

"My favourite is Marlboro, have you tried before?" asked father suddenly, as he took his pouch of tobacco from a jacket pocket. I replied that I had...

.10 Girl on the Overground. (long time no see)

Tapping my Oyster I pass through the gates, head down craving a shot of caffeine and a cigarette. I spy the Dr Martens, slightly warn and her pink...

.11 depression and desire

I'm depressed, in a rut, bored or whatever. I'm depressed. Outside of the dull repetition of life I'm stuck with my imagination- my perverted mind...
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.12 wet dreams

He dreams of fishnets, supple thighs and her tongue against the head of his erection. He imagines her hard nipples between his fingers as he squeezes...

.13 shame

The candle flickers by the fireplace, It's dark and cold. Goosebumps all over my naked body. It's stings as I pull back my foreskin, eyes glued to my...
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.14 why am I 'vegan'?

Why am I 'Vegan'? Why do I reject the social normality of eating animal flesh and produce? Why is it so important to me to be different and awkward?...

.15 wet dreams (again)

Under my bed sheets I’m trembling. The cold sweat woke me up. My head is spinning, tears are dripping down my face. I try to get up but my legs aren’...