Monthly Archives: September 2015

blood on your lips – sacred pleasure

Posted on September 30, 2015 by Frank

Humour I curled my long hair into strands of DNA… I’m locked in a cell armed with a typo angel velocity solved eat your heart out, pope (That should have been angular velocity.) security be damned put a safe in … Continue reading →

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Shameful Poetry

Posted on September 28, 2015 by Frank

My poetry I dare not share In secrecy I write For fear of others reading me I scribble out of sight My curse is such a private room Does nothing for my words A mountaintop is no release And nor … Continue reading →

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Dressed in tender flesh

Posted on September 22, 2015 by Frank

My sister was telling me about a poet she listened to at a live event. The poet said she would speed-read a book and pick out words at random, and then work the words into a poem. I don’t wish … Continue reading →

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Blood and Weetabix

Posted on September 8, 2015 by Frank

What if you wake up one morning and you aren’t a vampire? It’s not something that’s immediately obvious. I mean, if you are the kind of vampire that sleeps through the day then you may start to worry about insomnia … Continue reading →

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