Beyond the Story #1

Some people are always looking for their next pedestal. That perfect opportunity to get up high and look down on you. The funny thing about weight is the pivotal point of perfection is obsolete. For most of my teenage life girls were always saying: Urgh, you’re so skinny, you’re like a twig. I could snap … Continue reading Beyond the Story #1

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Escape…

My legs are bent. Cramped and folded. Inside the old family suitcase. The soft stink of last year’s beach holiday, Caught in invisible grains of sand. Scratching my back. In here I'm Nosferatu. Teeth bared, arms crossed against my chest. What only looks like luggage offers the kind of dark you can forget little kid … Continue reading Escape…