Noceur…

"Go where you feel most alive" You advise? Well, that's a bar with broken souls housed in sodden bodies. Sticky floors and dense air. Watered down liquor, keen hands on bared skin. Cigarette smoke and clustered curses in packed out courtyards. Young, old, ageless for a night. Heady on the promise of losing our minds. …

Mount Moments 05…

22.03.18 Three days off. One day too long. A brazen walk into a tattoo shop. It's raining, I'm bored, and I'm careless, reckless, desperate for any sort of feeling. So now I welcome a new addition to my arm, a quote that reminds me of dismal days I conquered, that stretch of time when I …

Mount Moments 04…

04.03.18 The breeze whispers memories around her in nostalgic tongues. Her body synchronises itself with the feeling of them even though who she is now is a foreigner to their meanings. The ends of summers, rolling through tall grass, staining a too pretty sundress. Daisy chains twisted into a crown, queen of fragile innocence. That …

Lacuna…

This is me stuck...again. Giving up on a thing because it isn't at all how I wish to be perceived. I crave skill, experience and insight that I don't allow myself to prosper in. My anxiety holds me back, I'm embarrassed to ask for opportunities and ashamed of what little I have to offer anyways. …