Frantically swiping to the left. Frantically swiping to the right. Which one means like again? Jesus Christ, I’ve just gone and lost the love of my life Hang about, I’ve got a match, things are looking up. Now to play the old waiting game for no apparent reason. Thirty-six hours on the down-low should doContinue reading “Dating”
Category Archives: prose
Passing Through
Minus five and a half degrees and getting colder mourning gripped the air in the dead of night I came to a village high up and out the way the communal Christmas lights glistened for miles upon the surrounding frozen moorland I stopped at a red light outside a church and stared the music inContinue reading “Passing Through”
Short-term Romance
…and just like that it all made sense the everyday pettiness rolled out with the tide leaving a calm and obvious answer a lifted weight a second bottle of red half-way gone dancing, laughing, spirits soaring on the backs of gulls the whimsical flash-pan love of holiday romanticism skipped from star to star like glisteningContinue reading “Short-term Romance”
Town
Saturday, and town buzzed like a pissed off hive Too early to drink at such a pace, but how else are bad ideas spurned on by sensations between the thighs going to turn into guilt ridden conclusions? Anxiety prevents the lining Just as well, cos no lining gets you flying Then it’s a nose diveContinue reading “Town”
Rambling Rambles 