

A better engineerI built a potrait of myself out of lego bricks and adjectives then left it at your doorA better engineer
Three weeks later
I saw a picture of you and a model me smiling and laughing.


CeramicsYou used to shower every morning, just before you left. My brain would wait for the first pitter-patter of power-shower on the plastic floor before waking me up. I always pretended I was asleep when you left.Ceramics
I ripped the shower out. Its tracheal pipe hung limp as
the eyeless head dragged sullenly across the floor.
Yesterday I woke up for the first time in three days.
I hope your skin's still just as clean. And you had to scrub me off
like the remnants of a biro tattoo. Did I leave a mark, sweetheart?


Downsizing.On the advice of various physicians I've stopped referring to the past in the present tense. My reality just shrunk by almost 20 years.Downsizing.


Carpet burns.The window you smashedCarpet burns.
keeps letting the rain in.
The cardboard I found to cover it had our names scribbled on it in blue biro, and I couldn't stand to see you wash away.
When I told you
I missed you you said
"Sometimes planes shoot
bullet holes through the clouds
and all that's left are wisps
of smoke and sunshine."


1 2 miss a few 99 100i feel- like a monday morning1 2 miss a few 99 100
car crash


i can make the dead turn over.It can't be.i can make the dead turn over.
(Maybe your eyes do lie, sometimes.)
Well, they can't be lying about lying, can they? Your veins. Remember when you told me if I swallowed too many seeds an apple tree would grow inside me? Is this what it'll look like?
(Maybe I should've listened to myself.)
Your skin is shrinking. Your knuckles look like beaks. The beaks on birds. Are they trying to break out of your skin? They won't, will they?
(Can you hold a wild creature back with paper?)
When did you stop drawing in your eyebrows? And the headscarves, what happened to the headscarves? I wanted to feel the peach
| I'm Chris. I write, I work, I do maths. I'm busy and in love and enjoying myself. |
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'oh just ignore her
she's the kind of girl who only eats meat to find the wish bone'
I would have said something about it too, but I couldn't make any proper words.
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'oh just ignore her
she's the kind of girl who only eats meat to find the wish bone'
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"millions long for immortality who do not know what to do with themselves on a rainy sunday afternoon." -susan ertz
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i'm the calmest hue of purple
and the dullest shade of gray
~~EmoSunshineMuffin
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