Celluloid faces and lightbulbs

Reminds me of a time when the lightbulb used to sting my flesh. No-one knows what you did, and if they knew, it’s unlikely they’d care. If you scratch a rusty nail, beneath its surface it’s silver and shiny. I knew that, and you were, you were so shiny. You glistened. If everything in life […]

Torn

It’s fucking tearing me apart. I’ll sit here with the heel of my hand on my forehead, grimacing. There is nothing I can do about it. I have never felt this helpless. I have never had someone let me so far into their fucking life and then… what. How I long to not care. But […]