by extrapolation, i am the product of a million million stars exploding and planets knocking into each other like marbles. i am the product of space glitter carried by asteroids and meteors swung around the universe by gravity and smacked around like pinballs hitting table features. by extrapolation, i am the product of a million… Continue reading desperation

fragments II: veronica

veronica is a relatively short woman with long black hair that she usually wears in a ponytail. veronica lives with her boyfriend in a big venetian gothic style mansion with light terracotta coloured external walls and black wrought iron railings on the second story windows and balconies. i only know that it is venetian gothic… Continue reading fragments II: veronica

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dear neighbour

to my dear, anonymous neighbour I cannot thank you enough for your observation that my lawn is untidy. you see, I am stupid and actually thought it looked quite nice. I’ve never been fond of the manicured, monoculture lawn and it was a nice change when I moved out of mum’s house and could let… Continue reading dear neighbour

fragments I

i’m not sure where this one is. i’m not sure where any of them are, in relation to anything else at least. no country, no city. this one at least was at a beach, somewhere. and it was night. i remember the sound of the waves crashing on the shoreline and the sound of the… Continue reading fragments I

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i don’t know how to put myself together. i didn’t really know that i had to, until someone pointed out the pieces. i used to wonder why everyone else seemed so functional, so that really should have given me a hint. i didn’t pick up on it. i didn’t pick up on a lot of… Continue reading jigsaw


there’s just something about being tired. i’ve been tired for a decade now. it sounds melodramatic, but it’s true. i’ve got medical issues related to sleep and sleep quality, and i’ve worked various jobs which had me up and down at weird hours. another part of the issue was multifaceted. i’ve also been struggling with… Continue reading tired


there is something to be said for the comfort of ritual. it makes hard things easier, new things less scary, and can often make bad things just a little bit better. one of the rituals that most of us recognise, even if not all of us partake in, is coffee. there is something about coffee… Continue reading coffee


the strangest thing about progress is that it looks different to everyone. for me, I haven’t had a job for almost four months now. I got approved to drive for Uber, which I’m going to do to bring in some money while I’m functionally unemployed. but when I was employed, driving for Uber was the… Continue reading progress