Monthly Archives: April 2013

writing to breathe

there is no panic. we missed the bus and I felt nothing something has changed there is no panic I’m not memorising I’m not doing it for fun. (but I couldn’t help ordering the paints in a rainbow. how could … Continue reading

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what is this

what is this thing I can’t remember? what is this about again? will I care if you told me? how would you know? pieces of the sky are fallen but I guess it doesn’t matter because we no longer see … Continue reading

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painting

me with my latest painting. it’s currently hanging in a local cafe. 😀 yes, now you know what I look like. and yes, my room is messy. lol

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the grid 2

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the grid

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Sign

I remember painting this sign. It was April 2011, I was thirteen years old and we were all getting ready to put on a final performance of sorts… I miss it.  

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Bad

Graffiti on the train bridge. Sorry for the length and gradual disintegration of the last post… was kind of wrecked inside at the time and typing furiously to sort out my thoughts (though they all got sorted into a box … Continue reading

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this is tonight

I don’t want it to go back to how it was for what seemed like so many years you see unable to sleep lying in the dark afraid of the shadows the lifeless light filling me with dread keep getting … Continue reading

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girls on the golf course

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night

soft, heavy, cold water soaking our jackets dripping off my hair and into purple dress-fabric i can feel the rivers on the concrete rushing against my shoes grey vapour from the sky has sunk into the power lines there’s rain … Continue reading

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