Archives mensuelles : avril 2020

Stations of the lost

Station one, day one, condemned to our dens, self-isolation begins, crucified by the thorns of our chosen lives, our own minds, some will whither, some will thrive. Station two, the dining bench has become my work bench. Station three, the … Lire la suite

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I called Paul.

Reject me with a reason, so I know what to fix Tell me you hate me, outright, so I don’t drown in self-doubt, wondering Talk about me behind my back but don’t say nothing Care that I am alive, or … Lire la suite

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I’m fucking melting.

Day twenty-four. The isolation used to make me feel invisible and forgotten but now it just makes me normal, and so it began gloriously for me. But as work resumes and real life comes trickling back, I am mentally revolting, … Lire la suite

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This is massive, this part is easy, what comes next?

Is it strange that I am doing just fine being confined to my little bubble, My Queendom, as I’ve called it many times, and that what I worry about, what I am, in fact, fearful of, is what comes afterward; … Lire la suite

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