Muzzle

Do not cover my mouth. I do not need a muzzle. I am not a pup on the leash that is your absent masculinity. Maybe you are the mutt?  Dry humping me against the wall of your apartment, hoping to assert yourself as some kind of alfa male... taking away my voice, pulling back my …

Rumour Has It

I heard he treats you badly Gets right into your face and shouts and screams  Is cunt really his favorite word? He sounds like a lot of work I heard you were saying that we fought all the time I fought from my obsession with loving you... Does he do the same? You once said you …

I Have A Question…

Love creates so many questions when it arrives into our lives and its those very questions I asked my friends to ask me...here are my answers. Define love in 5 words Complicated. Exhilarating. Intoxicating. Painful. Blindness. Do you believe in love at first sight? I used to a long time ago, now I believe in …

Let’s be REAL!

SO..... It's been forever since I just wrote about general life and I really need to start doing it more. I have been so stuck creatively lately and totally forgot that not all my writing has to be poetry, it can just be real!  So what I have I been up to? Not much really. …

The Deepest Blue

Am I insane? I feel like I’ve been stood at the edge of this cliff for so many years and yesterday I jumped, fell completely free into the deepest blue. I’d escape to the cliff top over and over when the fire of the lighthouse called, I’d feel the wind whip around my body, stealing …

Shit Talk

Shit talk has always been something that has followed me from one relationship to the next, I’m not sure what that says about the guys I’ve dated but I’m sure it’s nothing good. The thing with shit talking is it is exactly that, shit, fake news picked up and pieced together from stalked social media …

for Life or just for Now?

Love, love, love…   How do we know when its right? I mean besides the age old saying of,                  ‘when you know, you just know’   Because you see, I thought I knew before and the time before that and well I guess to some extent all the times before. I was wrong. …

The Story – 17, coming out

Being officially gay was still new to me, a strange feeling that I hadn’t given much thought to before, a closeness to another human that I never knew existed and I was hooked. To feel the touch of his hands on my bare skin and his kisses down my spine, the intensity in his blue …

The Story – keeper of secrets

I remember her holding me in the car park of the gypsy caravan site, strength on her face but heartbreak in her eyes as she told me how much she loved me. I couldn’t hold them back any longer and they began cascading down my cheeks, I watched my mum grow smaller and smaller in …

My Story Is Mine Alone

We are all living and breathing writers, we are writing our life stories every single second that we remain alive. The story is our own, we own it because we live it, we love it and we hate it and we chose it, we plant the seeds and we water them, some grow and others …