The Funny Affair

After arriving in Barcelona, to my beautiful apartment in Eixample, I was excited. Excited to see the city, visit the beach, taste the food, but mainly, taste the men. After a few days at my new place, a cute local boy offered to come over and make me food at my place. He introduced me…

Unbeautiful

Never have I felt beautiful. I think the last time I truly ever believed that I was beautiful was when I was 12 years old. A picture of me smiling, happy, before I started puberty. The innocence of youth beaming in my face. I think I looked pretty. From there it seemed to go downhill,…

Experiment

You see this? This is an experiment  All gaze on me To the detriment  Living in the lens  Is an element  Of the 80s  And the millennium  You can judge the things you see It’s a relationship between you & me Just know that I see the things that you see The judgement is a…

Flaws

these flaws I call my own I recognise and often moan but never would I disown the things that always make me groan my fingers serve me well and I see the tree from which I fell, the poems on my hands to tell the stories of a little girl the smells on us we…

Shower

Cold water running in my veins At least that’s what they say I run the heat to hide my face Re-energise the snails pace A coffee, love, can hold me dear But hot waters always running near A quiet trickle, sliding through My body’s always thanking you I feel it washing over me Through my…

Mine

(feat. in the new film ‘Mine’ shown in the ‘art films’ members area) The valleys and the waterfalls The rivers and the lakes The rough parts and the smooth parts And the filling in the cakes I lick my lips and feel the surface The imperfections over For bits of me will drop & fall…

La La Life

After dealing with the nerves of ordering a glass of red wine for myself, and then battling my internal social issues to make my way through the bar to take a seat by myself, I’m now in a safe place. Sat, on my phone, drinking wine. Not making human interaction. As alone as I would…

LA – The Outpatient

Written in Starbucks – West Hollywood – October 2015. I think if I stayed in LA for long enough my brain would atrophy or I would develop an insidious mental illness. Before I came here I was on my travels to New York. A journey to escape heartache, as one does, jumping on a plane,…

You Make Me Nervous

My hair always goes limp in the heat. My hair sticks to my forehead and the sweat makes my roots curly. I was trying to fix this as I walked through the blisteringly hot streets of Bushwick. There was a mixture of smells in the air, an overpowering and lingering smell of garbage and a…

Do I or Don’t I?

I always have a tonne of inner conflict. It’s why I’ve never committed to getting a tattoo or a dog. I change my mind so often and spend a lot of my time alone overthinking all my life decisions and send myself into a state of mania. When I started this site I had a…