I can’t keep loving her and she knows it. I told her I’d never be a perfect man, nor anywhere close. Not with all my flaws or my tainted past. She needs to be placed in a spotlight, not held back not shrouded by curtains. The curtains of my burden on her. She’d be so much more if I let her go free though she insists she doesn’t care. Insists she can change me; make me a better man. She can’t. I’m ...

Slump. Trod. Desolation. Always that order. Time in and time out. Stars destined to shine, burning brightly and dying fast. Black holes from once shining radiance. The beauty of youth decimated. Wrinkles like trenches across a battlefield. She was a star. She was, and she let it get to her....

does he love me

does he not

can he at least make it clear

at least decide whether he wants me along

he’ll ask me how i am and respond but just as soon leave

but everytime i think of him lately he appears as if he’s been summoned

i’m confused but don’t feel used

he cares in one way or another

but to be friend or be my lover

i’m still waiting to see

well i’m far too scared to tell him my s...

Palms sweating, he stood there with clenched fists. He wrung his hands day in and day out, the wear of this becoming evident over the past several months when the reality of our situation had finally hit; he’d been living in a dream world before. What were we to do? We’d effectively trapped ourselves as a result of our general young adult naivety. The truth is, it wasn’t our fault—or it certainly ...

Back to back. Hand in hand.

A rise, a fall. In and out.

With. Without.

A mind centred on love and one on indifference

One longing for just a word—

One to cut the deep well of despair

Of loneliness

Deep breaths take up far more space than silence

And echo, rattling, like an angry snake....

They had never known anything else. Drawn to the darkness, the habitat was something in which they continued to find solace in; even after leaving the protectorate. They’d all grown up there, you see, underground in a vast network of labyrinthian corridors and ancient mine networks which had since been excavated. The only light they saw was that which fluoresced from the artificial suns fixated on...

Miles away from some forgotten place; some nowhere land.

It feels like we will possibly never return.

I don’t know what to call it, it seems different here than any place I’ve ever been before.

The wind blows down the lane of an abandoned country house that once stood strong on its foundations before the fires raged through.

The fires burnt out eventually, leaving the city in ruins, with no fa...

Centre-Val de Loire, France, 1996

I couldn’t help but glance down at the ring on my finger once again.

My hand joined with his, our rings clinked together with every adjustment of his grip as we proceeded down the aisle for a second time.

First ascending as two, and now descending as one. Two bodies, one heart joined together endlessly by love.

And truly it was vœux de fin d’année. Vœux aux sai...

Paris, France 1997

I never meant for it to end this way. I loved him truly, and I’m sure he felt the same way, or he would have had I let him continue. It seems as though I let this romance die faster than I wished for it to bloom. Though I thought he could never feel the same as I did, in retrospect it seems I had been wrong. He was just about to tell me how he felt, but I walked away thinking I...

Bordeaux, France 1948

She strode a lonely summers morning to the eastern extremity of the park where she would always wait. For what exactly she never knew. She had just always felt there was someone there. Someone just like her. This morning just like all the others, a strange mist over the moors, the mourning doves low crooning, and the soft wind caressing the sweet flowers in the meadow. She h...