just some things that fell out of my mind’s asshole

Night moves

Gold Coast, Australia. Sometimes when the world is overwhelming, I just want to crawl into my corner, wrap myself and my thoughts in my sheets. No energy needs to be expent, I can lay sleepy and safe. But sometimes, that same linen cocoon is capable of injecting… Continue reading Night moves


Shoalhaven, NSW. Life is a series of interactions between the physical, the divine, the emotional, the social, the environmental, the mental… two beings come together and occupy the same fleeting glimpse of space and time. Preceding and subsequent periods may or may not hinge upon a single… Continue reading Interaction


Sydney, Australia. Cheese. I’ve always loved cheese. It’s no surprise, therefore, that those cheesy stereotypes of life? Yeah I just want to write all about cheese, as in the convenient literary shortcuts, not the dairy product. I want to write about how finding myself in the crevices… Continue reading Cheese

Eye rain.

Sydney. The rain never scared me. What is fearful about wet toes and slick hair? It’s just water; the same water that you scrub your body under; that you gulp hastily after a run (probably cleaner than the water you sweat from said run); you get wetter… Continue reading Eye rain.

Hopeful disillusionment

Temporary dwelling. The light leaves my head like honey oozing out of the bottle Replaced with the vinegar of your sweet voice The trinkets that danced in our peripherals during Friday afternoon art classes Have gained a prepubescent arrogance They jeer now, feeding on the disillusionment of… Continue reading Hopeful disillusionment


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