a poem in Rosalita's voice [V1] Violet glitter in the eye In the eye of the beholder A lightning bolt in the hands of the collector In indie sleaze And practiced ease Something is always pulling me closer [V2] A rosary filled with shame A valentine kept on a chain A six-string prayer, articulating love... Continue Reading →
Three Stories From Folklore
My job is strange. For World Book Week, I encouraged several of our staff[1] to read out stories rooted in their own heritage to my students. All my colleagues, however, are incredibly busy, so I agreed to source the stories. I am not the kind of librarian to do things by half, so what follows... Continue Reading →
Jump A Little Lighter: Chapter 7
An American Story.
Fantôme – Chapter 9, Part 10
In which Raoul first hears the name of Éric.
Jump A Little Lighter: Chapter 6
An American Story.
Fantôme – Chapter 9, Part 8
In which our Fantôme gets to enjoy the party.
Jump A Little Lighter: Chapter 5
An American Story.
Jump A Little Lighter: Chapter 4
An American Story.
from Nebraska
A poem in the voice of Rosalita. Read More. I don't like salesmen And you've got nothing to sell me Sure you're suave but you're just nicely packaged I'm bored with conversation That leads nowhere and says nothing And you said nothing Just to talk to me [chorus] Don't talk to girls As if we're... Continue Reading →
Love Songs In Middle-Age
I am 31 and fully dead. Lloyd Cole says the first song he ever wrote about being middle-aged was Hey Rusty. Anybody listening to his 1987 album 'Mainstream' can tell he's having a bit of an identity crisis: songs like Sean Penn Blues and My Bag are sharp satires of a world Cole doesn't seem... Continue Reading →
Late Romantic 