Selves; Set
pucker your lips on the lies you speak, love/swallow your eyes like tears thick/we’re all fucked up and a little lonely/too many beautiful faces on the…
Blur
can you be mad on the idea of madness alone hooked on something peculiar although to be so self-obsessed seems strange? it came in phases phrases…
More of the Memoir
My heart stopped when I read the words. Not in the literal sense, of course—I am not dead. My heart stopped in the clichéd way of…
I Have a PURRFECT Pussy
I’ve become one of those people I hate: a single woman obsessed with cats. I know: I judge me too. It just happened so quickly: one…
Manic Panic
You know that woman who functions best when she’s stressed, highly caffeinated and powering through life in a pencil skirt? That woman who nonchalantly chants ‘when…
Accident Prone
I suffer from a persistent—and, unfortunately, incurable—disease called AP. More commonly known as Accident Prone. We all know AP is often self-diagnosed by a lot of…
Tram Travel
Trams are funny things. By that I mean funny: ha ha and, of course, funny: fucking weird. Seriously, the daily use of public transport provides endless…
