I cannot write. Cannot write, cannot write cannotwritecannotwrite.There is nothing to say, it’s all been read,saidanddone. I cannot writeright: my idealism won’t countenance these mongrel awkwardnesses, won’tafford…… Read more “Today”
Tag: depression
vapour
again and again overwhelmed by tears that do not come heating my face, burning my eyes, stoppering my throat like a cork in a bottle the possible…… Read more “vapour”
Constructed
you're \ \ \ so carefully constructed flaunting what you \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ think they want to see \ \ \… Read more "Constructed"
my ink_
i. my ink Grows greenly in the deep blue Sea of (V a s t, this)night, sending roots down deep, tendrils up and out — a r…… Read more “my ink_”
conservation of matter / energy
woke this morning, lifted salty eyes to a small window frosted with chill. condensed upon the pane: night’s dew from my cheeks and shining eyes, transformed. outside,…… Read more “conservation of matter / energy”
Matter.
don’t feel like turning myself on my head just to look at the world with new eyes. to see it all through glass or crystal, doesn’t matter.…… Read more “Matter.”
Kate Gough 