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 … Continue reading Shit Talk →

Moschino Shaded Eyes

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 →

Road To Recovery (you are not alone)

I frustrate myself so much, I want people around me, yet I turn them away, I guess I can’t deal with the questions right now, so I hide away until everyone forgets why I disappeared in the first place, I just show back up like nothing ever happened, like I never left, and the truth … Continue reading Road To Recovery (you are not alone) →

who am I? (BRB)

What will it take for me to wake up and smell the coffee? When will I begin to value my life? If jumping out of a police station bathroom window isn’t enough to set alarm bells ringing, than what will? I need to stop, I need to breathe then regain control over my life, I … Continue reading who am I? (BRB) →

The Words – falling into you (poem)

A drum inside my chest A beating in my head Are my toes touching yours? Am I standing on the edge? The edge of never going back Falling into you Hand to hand I’m holding you Are you coming to? Beads of sweat form on my brow Your lips are touching mine Everything is slowing … Continue reading The Words – falling into you (poem) →

The Love Of Sex (one-night stand)

Another night another guy but every one-night stand is different… I woke up this morning to a guy stood there completely dressed in my room and obviously contemplating sneaking out and I wouldn’t blame him, the details are already fuzzy so I can’t remember if I woke up on my own or if he … Continue reading The Love Of Sex (one-night stand) →

The Story – mr tease

I could hardly see, and music flooded my ears, bodies, heat, lights, the smell of sweat and dirt in the stuffy air. It was my 4th week in a row that I’d been here, and I was hooked, and best of all I was free. I was 18 and back living in my home town, … Continue reading The Story – mr tease →

The Water’s Edge

sometimes we hide behind fake truths, am I faking my truth? Right now as a single gay man I am loving life, I can have casual sex and just leave the next day without any attachment, extra baggage or even a name, I have no one to answer to, the whole bed to myself, no … Continue reading The Water’s Edge →