31/2023
If to dote on someone is to love them Unconditionally, to antidote on someone Must mean to hate them unconditionally. In the spirit of those language logics, I dote on… Continue Reading
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Richard Pierce
30/2023
he cried she sighed he moaned she groaned he shouted she pouted he yelled she welled he frowned she gowned he ordered she bordered he commanded she demanded he complained… Continue Reading
29/2023
There is no point in weather forecasting. The weather will be what it is, and the Inevitable greyness will envelop our towns, Invade our cities, and suffocate the few Forests… Continue Reading
28/2023
I miss our first life Where nothing mattered But we. There it is, There it was, and we Can’t reverse time To bring it back or Make ourselves younger. This… Continue Reading
27/2023
We are vessels, base elements And primal chemicals, wrought In the furnace of ancient into Living sentience, but never Understanding what made us, Nor what we are, and love is… Continue Reading
26/2023
I almost can’t bring myself To use barely in a sentence. It Smacks of a desperate writer Caught between purple prose and Something approaching reasonable Writing, someone so bound to… Continue Reading
25/2023
on the fountain edge in paris the warmth strong through my folded arms he came up to me asked if i wanted heroin because i looked like one of those… Continue Reading
24/2023
We phoned in sick that day, When no-one knew we were together, And drove west, work erased from our lives, Out to a place full of old cars, and Argued… Continue Reading
23/2023
However hard we think we’re living – You know the narrative, the same every Day and the nights no different – There’s always something missing, That little lack of someone’s… Continue Reading