
With my first visit to Barcelona soon approaching It’s definitely time to start preparing my packing list, which will be 90% swimwear… I go on a foreign holidays whenever I get the opportunity and I have built up a fairly … Continue reading
With my first visit to Barcelona soon approaching It’s definitely time to start preparing my packing list, which will be 90% swimwear… I go on a foreign holidays whenever I get the opportunity and I have built up a fairly … Continue reading
DIY: Deep Sleep Tutorial….
Follow these seven luxurious steps into a deep and blissful sleep… Continue reading
In order to prevent myself from whittling on about every single book due to be released this year, I thought it best to make it a window shopping post so that I can reduce the list down to books I … Continue reading
Today I am reviving YouTube style queen Anna Saccone’s fashion tag from 2011! I have added a few more questions to the end, that I think are quite fun to answer and to round the tag up to 15 questions. Be sure to post the link in the comments if you do the tag as I would love to read about your fashion favourites!
Tell me why my boys won’t wake up
And why they should die having only ever seen red
I listen to the doctor
Insisting I shouldn’t blame myself
One of those things, murdering your unborn twins
Drowning their tiny lungs with your own blood
And I know you will tell me something worth hearing
Watchman of our fort, flying the flag
Holding my smile upright all day
Until dusk sent us home
And you’re not here, and I’m trying to hold it up
But I’m shivering, it won’t stay still
Until you get here
I’m imagining clutching your hand
Like when you kept mine warm walking to school
Like you always did when you saw them wilting
Misplaced houseplants outside in the cold
Like the day we met
Twenty years ago Inside Mother’s womb
Look at you
Perched on my porch
Staring me out with raven eyes
All pouted lips and protruding chest
Bent over double
I may as well have barbed wire
Churning inside my abdomen
I’m ready to vomit at the thought
Of you barging in and rummaging through
My home, then jutting your beak
Into my Jewelry box
A magpie dumfounded by gold
You’re supposed to be a man
And here you are acting like a bloody crow
A cheating crook, who will try anything
To swell his nest egg
Hearing you knock sends me squatting
On the floor and rocking
So I can’t remember sitting still
So I can’t remember what my blood,
Sounds like when it’s the only thing in my ear
Bloody Jay on the porch
Stop mimicking the magpie
Because you will never look like him
at best you will be a half-crow
And at the moment
Your voice is plastic cheese
Ruining my expensive grater
And I’ll tell you this
My stomach cannot cope
With one more fraudulent dinner
The truth is
I’m too young for this dress
But you don’t tell me
you’re too polite
So you leave
You make your excuses
The cut is wrong
The colour too bright
I’m going I buy it
And wear it everyday
Until it fades
Until you return
To me and my perfect red dress
And I’m just right
September through to December promises the release of a fantastic collection of titles in fiction, non-fiction, and children’s genres. I am overwhelmed by the volume of new titles soon to be released! However, to avoid a ridiculously long post I have selected … Continue reading
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