pillow talk i don’t : want to sound : soft : believe me : i’m no soft : soft : soft : city boy : upper middle class git : everything comes so easy to me : unconscious of my own privilege : woke whinging…

what is love is it : racing across : a rapidly desertifying : landscape that once was : home to your species : home to your nation : just home : which now : contains : little more than drifting ghosts : to rescue a…

Butterfly curses Can’t believe you deliberately chose beets That jacket doesn’t suit you, denim never does Why does my lip tremor when you speak Eyes that suck me in like mangrove mud Elbow made of electricity every time it brushes  Smile like a lightbulb going…

sparks thank god : for friends who : sing at funerals : keep lighthouses : collect bees : float beneath ceilings : remain fresh : despite being behind the times : embody goosebumps : ache for books : live in sylvan worlds : flash time…

flowers of the sun don’t know when i realise the fields of flowers beating down your eyes this time of year are no longer here that wild violent yellow racing off towards forever might now be nothing more than edge of childhood memory

edgelords if i could : look over the edge : of everything : what would i see the edge : of the horizon : more dust the edge : of the earth : tree roots crumbling into air : ocean waterfalling into mizzle the edge…

moving  breaking : or rather : just entering : people’s (former) homes : has become : just another : something i do : almost without thinking : we need things : houses have things : the people who owned the houses : can no longer…

a slight snag don’t : what? : you better not : be about to say : what i think you’re about to say : which should be easy : cos i have no idea : how we got here :  just moments earlier : i…

I quite enjoyed fulfilling (half) the tasks for this prompt. Look forward to editing it [wrestling a fraction more sense from it] post marathon. swish the world is an orange it can be eaten in just three bites acidic nose bitter tasting waxy skinned squelching overripe…

The Last Day Stella Saw Daddy Mummy & Daddy yelling Again again always Always always yelling Daddy’s breath smells Mummy crying Daddy says bad words Lots of loud bad words Pushes Mummy over Daddy lets the door bang I get told off if I do…