Category: t114

I trade in burner emails to try and fleece the advertisersthe lint trap comes off the dryer and microplastics fly unhingedthey told me the glitter was biodegradableanything is ephemeral if you wait long enoughI’m actually pretty busy worrying if I’m hot, anywaysat least some things are enduringbut each year the fucks slough off like skin…

I can live where a girl I was a sparrowmake room!appear but not for much longer, I think It was all ‘coloured glass, crushed into the skin / on her legs / and on the concrete before thatas she fell asleep / shining’ Orwas it ‘better to see a webthe world as it is and to tryshow upto arrive’? That…

I was working in my aunt’s wool shop for a season           when a woman came in wanting unusual                        yarn for a wall hanging. Nothing I could show her tickled her fancy. Then I remembered my sister’s first wool.           She had been learning to spin                        and several hanks of her beginner efforts                                     were kicking around— crazy knots looping back onto themselves,           then…

His first gift for them both a pair of bicycles. She watches while he pushes up the street: posture, forearms. A beatto recognise each other’s bright and golden eye, then they’re pedallingand off. Cycle clips at his achilles, her skirts above her knees. The city is a macadam grid. The city is a weft of…

Phone sex! Are you fucking kidding?How would we get off on sound?I’m not free to splurt your biddingAll my family are aroundGod knows where these words are headingEarth is small and mean and round I’m not free to splurt your biddingAll my family are aroundNow an old in-joke is spreadingNow another drink is downedGod knows…