The Smile of Autumn Ghosts

Joe stood at the corner of the train station, chatting to a stranger over a cigarette when Keeley arrived. She smiled at the ease with which he carried himself in making the most of his time. When he spoke about his previous marriage, he told her how it used to irritate his wife and the … Continue reading The Smile of Autumn Ghosts

Tribute

I would feast you in my great hall bathe in hot springs make love to you underneath the old tree Like the kings of old under the ancient gods rest against my chest and hear the roar of glory which echoes with each beat of my heart

Nexum

He sat in the coffee shop, nursing an oversized black coffee with a medicinal dash of cinnamon, fingertips straying to pet his unkempt, winter growth beard as he wrote in longhand, pen caressing the thick, yellowing pages of the journal. He peered over his spectacles and stopped writing each time the doorbell chimes to announce … Continue reading Nexum

Mess

I want to make A mess of you Fuck you into Smithereens Not from an absence Of understanding, Its opposite, To see your hair Spread out  Wrapped around my Hand as I whisper My instructions, Each thrust Is a prayer To the hunger Making you beg, Baby girl, Thrash heavy thoughts Into light, glorious  Feeling, … Continue reading Mess