London writer inviting psychic exploration into the human condition.

Prose Poetry, Free Verse

The fucking nothing I can do to beat this bitch

Jan 7
Jan 7 The Dependable.

It’s a lot easier to sound real than it is be it

Dec 24
Dec 24 Out.

And I’ll lose sense of time

Dec 1
Dec 1 Inadequate Love [Pt. i]

So I’m repulsed by kindness
I expect your disinterest

Dec 1
Dec 1 Not OK.

I am only what I am in the moment

Nov 20
Nov 20 Unconditional.

Prose, Free Verse

She looked at my face, broken
And I saw hers, deadpan

Nov 19
Nov 19 Cry Ugly.

I knock my head to knock the sense back in

Nov 17
Nov 17 Happy.

Prose, Free Verse

I accepted that this is my place

Nov 8
Nov 8 S.

Fifteen
And fragile.

Nov 3
Nov 3 When It Creeps In.

But it is just voices in the dark and it is not you.

Oct 9
Oct 9 Let Me Explain.

I’m opening boxes, fumbling as I try to catch the words to explain myself and I fail

Oct 7
Oct 7 Composure.

Free Verse, Poetry

I stayed calm
Talked slowly

Aug 25
Aug 25 Those Days.

Until you’ve tried to convince people that you’re amazing whilst simultaneously self-deprecating

Aug 25
Aug 25 Live.

It’s illogical but my fear of almost dying is worse than my fear of dying.

Aug 14
Aug 14 The Root of Instability.

Prose, Quote

Jul 29
Jul 29 Temporary.

And we had a good few months
And yeah I had this weird friend once

Jul 22
Jul 22 The Inevitable.

What existed beside resentment and regret and anger?

Jun 18
Jun 18 Prophecy.

I restrain myself and go numb, dissociate so I can’t feel the hate and pain.

May 25
May 25 Good.