Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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Down Come Home
It’s Sunday 7th June and I haven’t been home since the middle of March. Haven’t hugged a friend, or my parents. Haven’t eaten a meal cooked by mother.
Last night I watched all of the first season of Homecoming. It was short and sweet and ultimately not really about coming home, but finding it. It was directed by Sam Esmail, who you might know from Mr Robot, which ultimately is about being…
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Morning, Post
This one’s not about me.
It’s about that final morning, the distracting headache, the mouth of ash. Stepping over sleeping bodies and holding myself against the frigid air.
It’s about the way you spoke to me, or rather didn’t.
The coldness of you. How you pulled back. How I racked my fractured memories for words uttered, actions committed. Ways to take it all back.
This is about how you never…
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Light, Burning Clear
This is the fifth day in a row we traipse down to the shoreline before daybreak. I’d like to say my feet have gotten used to it, but the rocks still feel like broken glass, against my soles.
It all becomes a race the moment we hit the sand, and my chest already burns when the cold shock hits. I throw my arms into it and resist that first big breath.
Water’s choppier than yesterday and I’m…
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One Apart
“Come with us, come on, it’ll be great.”
“I’m fine, honestly.”
“Don’t be boring,” she tugs at his arm.
“I should be getting home.”
“And you will.” She loops hers into his. “Later.”
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Mirrors
As a child, my Aunt’s house fascinated me. She owned a vast array of mirrors, all in fanciful frames of differing shapes, sizes and colours. I remember running through the hallways, my distorted reflection following, dancing along as feet thumped against the worn floorboards.
I recall a woman with long coils of dark hair and wrapped in patterned fabrics from places I’d never heard of. Kind, a…
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Thunderstorms
Thunderstorms have filled my thoughts of late. There’s something about that low rumble resonating in my chest; being woken at midnight by shocks of light in the gloom.
My father tells me I was born in the fiercest storm – on the cusp of autumn, when the sea is still warm with the memory of summer sun. He mentions it often, despite the hurt it brings up. He saw it from hours away, on the horizon…
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Dissolve
He lay facing the window, head buried deep into the passenger seat. Acted like he was sleeping but, in truth: restless.
“You can use the blanket if you want,” she said. “There’s one on the back seat.”
“I’m fine.”
He yawned, twisting around to face forward.
“You okay?” She dialed up the heating; its whisper became a deep purr. “You don’t have to talk, if you need the sleep.”
“I’m awake now,” he…
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The build so far on my #carcharodons #chaplain pieces from an old school #spacemarine a riever head and some #admech parts. Using chain to hang that Crozius like an OG . . . . . #40k #adeptusastartes #conversion https://www.instagram.com/p/BqizrIIBOue/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1vwiszy688azn
#rediscovery of the week. Lost Themes remixed by John Carpenter. #music #synth #johncarpenter https://www.instagram.com/p/BnGXFzEnylX/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1fc9lbpmtzqrq
I haven't been feeling so great this last week but I have at least managed to do some writing. Working on a new short story. #writing #writersofinstagram #fiction #prose https://www.instagram.com/p/BnEtikOnykO/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1988gi6aktog6
#itscominghome
Rather happy with this #food #avacado #egg #tuna
Can't stop listening to this. Every opportunity #music #sonder @tesseractband The planetary scientist in me also appreciates the inclusion of Ceres on the album art
Apocalypse
“Where will you be?”
He asks: “When?”
“At the apocalypse.”
He snorts, rolls his head back. Her stare continues, unmoving and deadpan.
He clears his throat.
They dangle their legs over the concrete ledge, close to the lapping canal water. Dead scum floats beneath their feet and it smells faintly of harbour when the tide rolls out. They watch as light dances against the blank underbelly of the…
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#barcelona
Fortnight Film Club: Raw, written and directed by Julia Ducourno. I think this is a #horror technically? I'm not keen on horrors. This, however, was superb. Beautiful, well acted, well directed. Excellent writing. Intense. Tense. Funny and nauseating and disturbing. #raw #rawfilm #film
Having a rather nice South African wine from my sister and watching drunk history. Good combo #wine #sa #levenwacht #stellenbosch #drunkhistory