Waiting To Water

“Eish… eish” I said for like the tenth time as I hopped from leg to leg And for the tenth time, she pulled her upturned nose out of her vibrant looking novel to spare me a glance. Her eyebrows were asking me the question she wasn’t sure she wanted an answer to. I sat down,…

Some Nights

Some nights She would whisper to me In sighs and Innuendos mumbling in hushed sentences and darting eyes Fear and excitement and interest Lost within the disclosure and mutterings and undertones She would hold me, arms outstretched Divulgence seeping through her every manner Breathing phrases at me, murmuring words like; “Say nothing my love, say…

These Are Not Memoirs

These are not memoirs These are words that have passed from generation to generation Through the mouth of babes and crippling women Words that have latched onto our subconscious like sea creatures that have caught our attention wading, floating… backstroking and surfing These are not memoirs They are inbred expectations flogged into the hearts of…

I Shouldn’t Have

I shouldn’t have let him advance into my room, into me from friend, to roommate, to lover Now one thing must lead to another excited conversations of the eyes have been replaced by intense groping and sweaty grabs now he more than talks to me he mumbles his words with his lips pressed against mine…

7 Ways To Subtly Mess With Someone

Hi Guys, sorry for disappearing for so long. Life and adulting gets in the way sometimes. Anyway, I’m glad to be back and boy, am I glad to share this post with you. I found this on my Stumbleupon and I know you would love it! I always enjoy messing about with my friends, having…

The Other

  Maxine was the name of the woman in the pyjamas and the perfect hair The one that came when the muddiness arrived to fill my eyes Maxine would cook and clean, Scrub and Buff The one whose mind is not easily displaced Maxine felt no sadness or confusion The one who is driven not…

Averment of Self

“Someone I loved once gave me a box full of darkness It took me years to understand that this too is a gift” Tears and Blood I feel them merge and swirl beneath the surface of my faux-hardened face They bubble to the layer right at the top, impendent to overflow and spill maybe even…

Within Her Mind

“She’s annoying” “Why? Because she’s not you?” The stillness extended and the tension grew, sneaking in through the spaces in each window net, the dour drafts, and the slice of space underneath each door. Flopping on the bench, she let out an angry howl “You make me so angry!” He said nothing to that. There…