Behind my Moschino shaded eyes, I’m terrified today. I’m alone in the garden, it’s spring and my birth month though spring hasn’t always been a friend. I’ve known spring as a liar and with each new bloom spring has whispered promises it would always break. As I smoked one of his cigarettes out of my … Continue reading Moschino Shaded Eyes
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Dear Future Love
If I strip myself from the bones, will you piece me back together? I could lie and say I’m not needy, but I’ll need you more than anything. I scuff my knees so often from tripping over my words, will you catch me every time? If I lie and say I don’t love you will … Continue reading Dear Future Love
The Words – feathers and teeth
Once I watched a man Let his dog Kill a crow Feathers and teeth And a sound I can’t escape Our love is like that crow Our hate is like that dog And the sounds I can’t escape Are my words As they leave my mouth
The Story – lindor chocolate
You were wearing your faded red bed top and white boxers. None of the furniture was ours, the sofa was a tiny, hard, modern thing covered in brown suede fabric that we could hardly fit on together and the kitchen was the length of a micro oven, hotel fridge and one sink combined! Not that … Continue reading The Story – lindor chocolate
The Words – the sun
I have forgotten how to walk It’s been a year filled with years A thousand lifetimes And your face The sun And constant walking on air I have forgotten the ground I left my mind there Grounded My heart is the king to which I obey And you are the god to which I pray
The Book – visual mess
Ok so I’ve gotten to a bit of a stale state of mind, I’ve really needed something a little more creative to sink my teeth into to kick-start my motivation so, I’m going to strip back the visuals a little from what I was originally going to do, unify the imagery throughout the book to … Continue reading The Book – visual mess
The Words – bathe
I bathe my bones in a bath of salt White foam bubbles through my teeth I wonder out to the place we met Sand and shells beneath my feet Seagulls cry above my head Sharks do circle around my waist I stand still in our meeting place Hollow eyes search for your face
Ryon Maverick 