I’m going to Japan
Which is of interest to nobody, so instead here’s a poem about pretending to be a dog during sexy times that I wrote in five minutes.
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The thing is, I’ve realised pretty recently that I’m not annoyed at this and that or frustrated with how things turned out or regretful over those wiggly mistakes back there. I’m just, like, y’know, sad.
Read more "“I’m Sad”"The me I met in Rome
This could very well be the story of how I learned all about myself in Rome (which I did), or how I became more brave and more confident (which I did not). But, well, this is not that story. This is the story of how I literally met a man with my name, and quite a few other things of mine as well.
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The first thing I did in Paris was take a photo of a baguette. Or, more specifically, an ageing man holding a baguette, hooking it under his arm as if that’s what the nook on the other side of your elbow was always meant for.
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Amber was expecting the sound, but it sent shivers down her spine nevertheless. When you hear footsteps creaking up the staircase, footsteps that are much too heavy to be your mums despite the fact that she’s the only other person meant to be here, you can’t help but feel a little frightened.
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People with lives, lives like shooting stars, gleaming and bright and rare, rare as grass that’s green, water that’s blue.
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The bright eye of the sun peeks through twisted branches, setting but not quite hidden behind the hills. Rusted traintracks curve into the distance, straightening out through a steep valley below.
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