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“all I want in life is to be eaten by a tiger”

Originally posted on sarahgoodreau:
a man wrestled a tiger and won. over a post match glass of sherry the man confessed he had wanted to lose. “all I want in life is to be eaten by a tiger”, he said.

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“all I want in life is to be eaten by a tiger”

Originally posted on sarahgoodreau:
a man wrestled a tiger and won. over a post match glass of sherry the man confessed he had wanted to lose. “all I want in life is to be eaten by a tiger”, he said.

saturn return

The inconvenient thing about rebirth is the lack of space. There’s a mess of tangled legs behind my rib cage– the old me that’s no longer funny, no longer charming without a gin and tonic in hand, and one or

saturn return

The inconvenient thing about rebirth is the lack of space. There’s a mess of tangled legs behind my rib cage– the old me that’s no longer funny, no longer charming without a gin and tonic in hand, and one or

don’t forget the alcohol

if the next forty years
are anything like the last
chop off my son’s fingers

don’t forget the alcohol

if the next forty years
are anything like the last
chop off my son’s fingers

at 6am on June 21

rain early morning
i’m flying over potholes
chasing after you.

at 6am on June 21

rain early morning
i’m flying over potholes
chasing after you.

dead things

Dead Things: My flash fiction piece for the week on Hijacked Amygdala. Proceed with caution.

dead things

Dead Things: My flash fiction piece for the week on Hijacked Amygdala. Proceed with caution.

atomic love

your effect on me i don’t recognise myself gravity died when you rejigged my molecules i breathe in your atmosphere.

atomic love

your effect on me i don’t recognise myself gravity died when you rejigged my molecules i breathe in your atmosphere.

a monstrous organ

Originally posted on hijacked amygdala:
When you opened your eyes, a vein in your left temple had grown an organ, a heart. It beat rhythmically, and you wondered how long before it consumed you and whether, as it did, it…

a monstrous organ

Originally posted on hijacked amygdala:
When you opened your eyes, a vein in your left temple had grown an organ, a heart. It beat rhythmically, and you wondered how long before it consumed you and whether, as it did, it…

mum said there were no monsters

but they came out from under fitted sheets,
unhooked themselves from steel
hangers,
the ironing board that slipped out of a little cupboard,
mouthed
lyrics to Michael Jackson
when he was black

mum said there were no monsters

but they came out from under fitted sheets,
unhooked themselves from steel
hangers,
the ironing board that slipped out of a little cupboard,
mouthed
lyrics to Michael Jackson
when he was black

six word story no. 33

until gravity pulls me back together.

six word story no. 33

until gravity pulls me back together.

elastic phantasm

Originally posted on hijacked amygdala:
collage by Deger Bakir Kate and I were the only ones on the beach. The rains were over but the sky was still gray and people were afraid to come out. Even the seagulls stayed…

elastic phantasm

Originally posted on hijacked amygdala:
collage by Deger Bakir Kate and I were the only ones on the beach. The rains were over but the sky was still gray and people were afraid to come out. Even the seagulls stayed…

medusozoa

i watch the jellyfish drift in the sky like dandelion seed pods.

medusozoa

i watch the jellyfish drift in the sky like dandelion seed pods.

parasitic 

writing is the teeth that gnaw on my bones.

parasitic 

writing is the teeth that gnaw on my bones.

perdu

he can’t make out the words
they are gutted
bullet-ridden
a fishbone buried in your throat

perdu

he can’t make out the words
they are gutted
bullet-ridden
a fishbone buried in your throat