Love is not a drug. It’s too delicate, too vulnerable. Obsession? That’s addicting. We reference it Attempt to depict it, recreate it, does it ever, really, grasp the emotion. The need. The hunger for someone. The Carnality.

This won’t resonate unless you have lived it. Been consumed by it. Wholly and totally absorbed.

Poems aren’t my usual but thought I’d give it a go:)🤍...

“How’d you take your coffee?” Evan spits out, last night's shift wearing heavily on his face.

“Coffee and two. You gonna be alright for today? This won’t be in and out, I think this could stretch the full forty-eight.”

“How many times Mel I’m fine, you can tell that to the shrink too. We’re all cops, we all see shit.”

“Not everyone sees that. No one should. Cop or not.” I go to reach for his ...

The bus comes to a halting stop, the whooshing sound filling my surroundings as I try to focus on anything but the hounding rain against my freshly washed hair.

I love you universe, but come on. Rain and this hair have always clashed, you know this!

The exhaust fumes hit me and I’m coughing up a lung before I can even find a seat. A glimpse of black catches my eye before I twist and slot down o...

He plunged his knife into the man’s chest, blood spurting back onto his face. But that face… Crimson splatters of his life source, scattered so beautifully. He was a killer, yes. But that face... His nose was Romanesque. His lips were full, suggestive, a cupid's bow sharpened as if he’d cut it with the knife he held. His eyes, deep pools of warmth. To be gazed upon by them was to be seduced....

I remember the first time you met me Alice. Or should it be the other way around? You wore your hair in bouldering waves, a daggerish line accompanying your blue eyes. Such a unique shade of cobalt, I found them first amongst the crowd. You didn’t have my face on your shirt, you didn’t wear a single piece of me. It staggered me for a moment, I’ll admit. You weren’t so ovbious in your affection fo...

The silver Mercedes rolled to a stop, its gleaming bright headlights casting the two young women in an almost angelic glow. Almost.

Eric, the sixty-year-old, unkept, and leering, leaned out of the window. His vision not what it was, but still, he saw the two beautiful women before him, and couldn't believe his luck. They were alone, in the middle of absolutely nowhere. No chance of a signal, and ...

I can’t remember the first time she spoke to me, only that she hasn’t stopped speaking since. It’s a strange relationship I have with her. At times I can beg for her to be there, and in others plead for her to leave.

She appears all the time, wherever I am. She’s an incredible listener, always willing to offer advice. In fact lately, her advice has been more insistent. It’s become, I don’t want ...

“Get in the front.” He orders from behind me, not leaving an inch for me to breathe, I suppose I should take it as a compliment that he thinks I can run with a flesh wound.

I take in the sleek vehicle one hundered and thirty two steps from my front door, no, I don’t know why I counted. A matte black sedan, perfect for his elusive behaviour. I can hardly see my reflection in the window, they mig...

“You look like you’re good with computers.” The man in line jabs at me, not a question but a statement.

Huh?

I take in his attire, cargo pants and a t-shirt a shade of beige that should have been left in the 80’s. His dusty blonde hair was past receding, his eyes a little too blue.

I’d always found you find at least one strange person in an airport, it bought out the weirdest parts of people...

I drop my phone on the covers reading and rereading the message. My eyes dart around the room with the knowledge he’s here somewhere. I consider calling out of the window to someone, anyone. I glance at my clock, fuck it’s 11, who would be up? Wait! The officer! Please be here. Please be here.

I move my legs through the air trying to get my weight off of my bed. Without thinking I step onto my f...