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The Cubicle: Mele e Pere 

Location: Mele e Pere, Soho

Outfit: Jumpsuit and trainers, both Topshop

Cubicle Rating: 4/5 – funky sink situation, no full length mirror but other reflective surfaces for me to play with.

Freshly Pressed

Burning corpse; ready to blow

Even the maggots with no legs are crawling out of this cold flesh that is turning to the subject of dirges  Even the raunchy odor ,born within, is hiding in the pockets of Fresh Air, going to a place where it can breathe… 57 more words

Poetry

God, I love to be fisted

“Each weekday, we select about ten new blog posts for the Freshly Pressed section of the WordPress.com homepage. These posts represent how WordPress can be used to entertain, enlighten, or inspire.” 402 more words

 Uphill

I’ll never learn
to stop spilling
all these crass piles
of cradled thoughts
that bottle-feed me
portions of my past self.

I’ll never try
to stop writing… 171 more words

Poetry

Dying in Technicolor 

It guts you,
leaves you strewn
across floors,
bleeding
in technicolor,
your vibrations
pulsing
in oranges
and reds,
washing thunderclouds
in blue paint,
tearing holes… 94 more words

Poetry

Electricity 

When I’m with you,
my skin is electricity,
the air is lightning,
your voice a rumble
like thunder
in my veins.

Every nerve ending
screams… 74 more words

Poetry