I did something recently that scared me in the best possible way. I put on my first exhibition. The Life and Death of Love became more than a book for a few weeks. I painted the cover across a wall, scattered autumn leaves across the floor, and let birdsong play in the background. Framed photographs … Continue reading The Exhibition
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The Fear (poem)
Lock upon the bathroom door Crashing, screaming from behind Locked in fear upon the floor Message sent to no reply 2am, belongings gathered Right beside of your front door Venom spat into my face Get the fuck out, I want no more Petrified from rage ignited A part of you, you hide so well Beautiful … Continue reading The Fear (poem)
What’s Left For a Lover?
If I could be in love with you My life would be ok But when you can't even love yourself What's left for a lover? Its probably always been you But right now everything around me is see-through Even you. And maybe I see my future held inside your ribs And maybe all my truths … Continue reading What’s Left For a Lover?
Stranger
You are a stranger At the end of the line, telling me not to apologise I'm a stranger Full of demons I know longer know how to hide Searching for a stranger Who still knows all of my secrets Praying to a stranger Still hoping they can keep it I can see a stranger looking … Continue reading Stranger
A Song For Lovers
(a new song I wrote) play me another tuneI'll be quiet in front of youjust one last melodybefore you goits been so long since I heard the soundof guitar strings playing outa song for the lovers, dearthat lasts a week a month a year.. play me another tuneI'll be quiet in front of youjust one … Continue reading A Song For Lovers
Ryon Maverick 