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I care about these things

It’s a nuisance to care About these things: A clean bed, toilet, toilet paper, Underwear, good food, television. But I do, Otherwise I’d go with you. I care about these things,

Distant Prospect

It was the way she moved her head that allowed him to recognise her from such a distance.

Peeling LA: Part of an Urban Artichoke Series

I thought about sparing you. I thought about sparing myself and I still might.
Cherry

5:32

It is too nice a day to be living in England. (This poem is an homage to two amazing David Berman poems: "Now II" and "Charm of 5:30")
Cherry

Day 24

Salat al-Janaza, father it should be you
Cherry

The Reality of Death

A true story of a boy who is terminally ill.

THE STORY OF ME AND MY LIFE ENTRY FOURTEEN

12TH MARCH, 1999, Hi, Abi, Did I keep you in suspense? Were you wondering what happened next? Yes. Good. Well, here's what happened.

To Lovely lumps with love, giza

Dirty knickers Heart shaped stickers You accept me as I am

Don't call me names

When I told you - I could see you looking at me, Scanning my face for 'evidence' As if my illness can be seen.

Crazy Liza

Emmental! With crackers. Knickers, knockers and your knackers.

2025 - CHAPTER TWO - THE ATTACK OF THE LEGIONS OF HELL

“Oh my God!” Screamed Mum. “Where are all the other cars? Why is our car smashed up?” I didn’t answer. I was in to much shock.

Tremors In My Coffee

"...The waves loomed ever closer- the cream on my coffee. The murky depths called my names, drawing me closer which each second that flew by. Each second that flew by. Literally..."

InnerLand/The Door ............... Molly Writes

Suddenly Marc realized he was no longer able to hear the noises of traffic,

Are you leaving myself?

little poem

Waste of space

So this circle, in a circle, and this sphere within a sphere. Is the encapsulation of all that you hold dear.

Barriers.

Me and my parents aren't letting me and my boyfriend be together. We cant see each other. This is kinda how it feels. I love him.

My Lovely

Such a beautiful boy,living in my world. An angel who has yet to earn his wings. Trying his best to make me the happiest girl on Earth.

Perfect.

An OCD induced discovery.

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