Page II

“Nothing moved except the wind and the water; and two undernourished, hopelessly drunk, hopelessly pale little tadpoles in the dark green of a midnight dip.”

My Little Empire
“The Bookshop was our Sanctuary from a race that didn’t read, from a society that burned things it didn’t understand

Rabbit Hole
“There’s no such thing as a good drug deal, but scoring next to an ice cream van seems even more obscene…”

Devil’s Whisper
“Her parents once told her she was an accident, and as the years tumbled by she grew into a catastrophe.”

“She’s like every autumnal daydream, but with hairier armpits and an infected toe.”

“She flings her pale arms out and announces to myself and most of the oxygen that surrounds us; I will now play the Glorious 9th!

The Calcified Trees
“The boy’s breath smelled like a shipwreck. Despite this and many other handicaps, I found him to be engaging.”

“It is easy to forgive when you have no one else except a woman who tattoos you with a rusty knitting needle and a cigarette lighter.”

“I can’t read your arm, but I feel your breathing quickening. I stroke your cheek and check your racing pulse and this is all I need to know.”

The Artisan
“In his hands he turned over a solid black gemstone. Cold and raw to the untrained, the warmth in the hands of The Artisan made it as malleable as wet clay.”

Little Angel
“I keep coming back because I know I am a terrible person and you are my last chance of contentment and happiness.”

Mr Bubbles
“I place her dead guinea pig inside the rubber cup of the slingshot.  Drawing it up to my eye, I pull back hard.”

Tangerine Eyes
“There’s dog shit on my shoes, my jeans, under my armpits and behind my ears. It’s been an odd day.”

Oily Jeans
“The Boy is translucent as he approaches me. Like a new born fish, his organs shimmer and float behind the gelatinous transparent frame of his indistinct figure.”

Green Flames
“The Boy was born to take drugs, if only because he made more sense that way.”

“It is easy to live inside a bubble until it becomes opaque and hard, and before you can escape you are trapped inside a marble and condemned to be lost in a gutter or under a child’s bed.”

“She cups my hands, blows warm air into my palms and kisses my forehead. In those moments I forget that I have ever felt cold in my life”

The School For The Dying
“When I wake up, my room is a deep pink from the sunlight passing through the cherry blossoms that cover this place.”

“Two spotlights illuminate an iron lung.  Inside, a man with long grey hair nearly touching the floor.  He leans his head over to me and smiles, two beads of bright blue crinkling in his face.”

When We Were Tigers
“The most beautiful faces and bodies are the most lived in – just as the most cosy house has dust in the corners and the smell of old dinners.”

“I turn back to those two pinpricks of sheer light, as though God is pacing around inside that beautiful thin cavity flanked by tissue, skin and hair.”

The Cost Of Endings Is Sunlight
“She keeps me safe in the terrible places.  Partly because of her spirit and partly because of the knife jammed into the belt of her jeans”

For The Love Of The System
I miss that glint in her eye as she found an aerodynamically perfect pebble or lump of old brick that could bring down plate glass like all the most beautiful waterfalls in the world.”

“Her goosebumps are Braille to me, without them I am blind.”

Yellow Marzipan
“I’ve seen her deranged, happy, and melancholic.  I’ve seen her laugh, cry and spit in the eye – in the eye socket – of failures.  I’ve never seen her tired before.”

“We sat side by side, downwind of each other, with the sun at our backs and droplets of sweat dancing around our exposed vertebrae like people dodging across a minefield.”

“On these sunny days lying together, I pretend I am hammocked in the curls of her hair, swaying in a hurricane.”

“I need my girl, and for those octopus arms to entwine me safe.”

“…maybe we were a mistake from God – tossed over his shoulder towards the waste basket but bouncing off the rim and crawling, evolving on the floor in our own way

A Love Letter To An Autumn Thunderstorm
“I know the songs we both loved have been extinguished from her mind and it terrifies me, so I keep them alive in my own mind.”

The Effortless Brass
“The Boy’s earliest memory was watching a fox with a broken leg trapped in an old oil drum, slowly starving to death…”

Dead Boxes
I feel like an astronaut, peering out of the capsule window over a foreign landscape, looking for a safe place to touch down.”

“I see empty men and indifferent women, just so many appendages and openings, no more atuned to love as the assembly instructions for furniture..”

“I haven’t slept since 1991 and I refuse to as long as your face keeps appearing.”

“She broke my ribs last week.  As I crouched, doubled up and breathless, she pointedly remarked; ‘if it makes you feel better, I can feel it too… and it hurts.’ 

“The Marlboro remains in his mouth, unlit, as he stares into the floor. I realise how little he looks like James Dean.”

“It’s hard knowing someone who only comes out at night. I walk…trying to find the point of it all, waiting for the sun to die and my hope to rise.”

He has red eyes and sounds like James Earl Jones, and I know he is controlling the monsters and so must be destroyed.”

Rotten Leaves
“We usually fuck in fields of freshly cut grass to hide the smells; warm iron and bad breath, sweat and yellow fingernails.”

“I go home…take the car out to an out of town drive-thru burger joint. The young man with the broken voice behind the broken speaker can’t smell my breath…”

“Ghosts glide through walls, but you hide every day behind walls, and trees and cars, ready to pounce when I am unaware.  And I am always unaware.”

“I knew in those moments that you would one day kill me, whether by accident or design.”

“I’ve never touched LSD, but when I watched you dance I saw the bars of the music rolling through you like shaken paper.”

The Envy Machine
“I’m comfortable here. You can’t be judged by the judged; it’s like trying to multiply zeroes.”

“This is probably the fifth time this evening I’ve told you to stop setting fire to my legs.”

Happy Meal
“She chuckles, picking meat from her teeth.  “I knew there was a reason I dated you.”

Mercury Preachers
“…an inflatable dinghy is chasing down a tourist cruiser, yelling tales of damnation and salvation at the confused passengers.

“But Mina doesn’t finish him… lost in a memory, she just lowers the gun and smiles.

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