ME

ME

In the mirror is my former self. Different; altered. Sallow and sour. Purple and pallid. But my former self. My self when I walked and…

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CONSTANCE

CONSTANCE

My ideal woman is shifting through identities. Almost every day she’s changing, adopting character traits adapted from real, flesh and blood women. Needless to say…

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SENSES OF CIRCE

SENSES OF CIRCE

She told me that my eyes looked like a jug of whey. She said that my tongue tasted of souring and bloating. She repeated to…

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An Average Rap

An Average Rap

‘Catch me in the club, hundred bottles on me’ – French Montana ‘Now I’m banging hoes in the Continental’ – will.i.am ‘Get ‘em high like…

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Kids Today

Kids Today

Below is a real email kindly forwarded to us by a computer savvy 74 year old, between her and one of her many admirers who…

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Liv's World

Liv’s World

The procession swept across the bridge and nobody noticed when little Liv stumbled and fell. Nobody heard her scream as she slid into the marsh,…

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Strange Delight

Strange Delight

I see their postcard world developing into a kind of capitalism without planning permission. We drive through to find refuge from the squalor of building debris…

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Him and The City

Him and The City

“Of bones the city is made,Plastered with flesh and blood.Where decay and death are deposited,And pride, and ingratitude.”Guatama Buddha He was 6 foot 3, Polish,…

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The Old Man / The Old Woman

The Old Man / The Old Woman

The old man was hunched over the table with three empty pint glasses in front of him, the others had already been cleared away. He was…

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Nadia

Nadia

It was only when she hit a mature age that she truly reached adolescence. Her breasts were already scarred with stretch marks and she had…

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