It’s been a very Christmassy twenty-four hours, really. Started with yesterday afternoon. Went for a walk just as was getting dark. Had planned it that way as fancied a walk through the village and don’t like doing that in daylight. The curtain twitching can be rather annoying. Feel like an alien at times. Honestly. Just … Continue reading KOOL-AID: christmas is all around
For obvious reasons, did not get a lot of sleep last night. Stayed awake, wondering if they’d come for me in the middle of the night. Imagination went wild thinking of all the ways Landlord could have murdered someone. Wondered who it was. Wondered if was girl he has photo of in his bedroom. (But … Continue reading KOOL-AID: yes somebody died. but they weren’t murdered
Hit the Kool-Aid menu for previous posts There’s this chick. Ex-member of cult. Am interested in shit like that. Am interested in other people who have also been caught up in cults. Guess it makes me feel better. Am not alone. Am not the only fool. Am not the only dickhead out there. But not … Continue reading KOOL-AID: am I like her?
Hit the Kool-Aid menu for previous posts Cannot believe I ran out of cigarettes. Well. Can. Because I did. Had that panic I remember getting when me and him ran out of drugs. The absolute horrifying panic of being sober. No, no, no, no. Did not want to feel normal again. Did not want all … Continue reading KOOL-AID: trip to the village
Hit the Kool-Aid menu for previous posts I’m still here. Some of you were kind enough to message me. Yes, yes, am still alive. Just haven’t really feel like writing. No other feeling someone has been in the cottage, but then, I wonder if have been looking too hard. Last Thursday, when I cam home, … Continue reading KOOLAID: silver lining
Well, not really. Certainly hope not. But, yeah, someone’s been in my house. Came home and just had that feeling. Everything looked the same. Nothing out of place. But you know, something was off.Was it on a smell? Am not sure. Because then was trying to think what cottage was supposed to smell like. It … Continue reading KOOL-AID: somebody’s been sleeping in my bed
52 Words was written by Grabbety Covens as part of a 52 word challenge, hence the title. To view more of Grabbety's exception work, check out his page here. Her eyes possess a galaxy of stars, constellations, dreaming of discovery; and I, the sailor seized in their siren song, am lost in love; captured … Continue reading 52 words
Her Roots - A poem by Andrew Maudling #poetry #giorgethomas #writing
So I had a plan. I was going to pick a poem from those you have graciously sent to me and read it on a video. I wanted to celebrate my fellow poets. I wanted to give them a voice. But my mental health got in the way. The wax and wane of mental health … Continue reading mental health interruption
Hi Guys! I said it was going to happen, didn't I? Yes, yes. So Kool-Aid had kind of taken over my life, but don't worry, I haven't forgotten about poetry. I've been doing the rounds here on WordPress and have been coming across so many great poets out there -- and I want to help … Continue reading Poetry Competition!