Time’s a Funny Thing (Part 3)

The walk home is perhaps the most British possible- rainy, miserable, and fraught with my awkward bumping into people and mumbling a ‘pardon me’ without making eye contact. In spite of the biting cold I feel as though I could spontaneously combust at any moment. I turn and take the back roads because the busy…

‘How Far I’ll Go’ (….To Over-Analyse Disney)

Every road leads back to the place I know Where I cannot go Where I long to be… At first glance, ‘How Far I’ll Go’ is just another cheap rip-off of the ‘I Want’ trope, the ‘Let it Go’ song to make more money and cheat you into buying yet more Frozen-esque merchandise. But, like…

Time’s a Funny Thing (Part 2)

To the closest surviving relative of Hannah Moss: This message is a simple precaution. A member of staff has noticed Hannah has been exhibiting some worrying symptoms concerning her illness recently. We could like to ask you to keep Hannah company until further notice, to prevent her doing harm to herself or others. Thank you,…

Time’s a Funny Thing (Part 1)

My pen was being tapped erratically against my clipboard as my patient rattled on about her past- an abusive lover who was never in a relationship with her in the first place, a monotonous life currently, and an utterly narcissistic outlook on life… Safe to say, I could relate to this child on a metaphysical…

A Moment of Silence…

They ask me to balance out the screaming with a minute of silence. They tell me I am a cold, heartless psychopath when I refuse. The horror of this world is a broken seal on their fresh bottle of coke, bubbling and bubbling until the earth is flat once more. They lost their lives in…

Plain Sailing Weather

Rolling out on the big blue A calm kaleidoscope Face kissed by the wind Heart propelled by hope Plain sailing weather My wings are a canvas I’m pushed further out I don’t know what I’m about But I’m in the eye of the storm On my way home.

Demands

Don’t give me the moon. I just asked for the night off. Don’t give me your love, I just asked for a date. Give me all your heart and I’ll give you a coronary- Nothing I can think of is more ordinary. Give me your everything seems like a bit of a risk; All I…

The First Exam

Waking up is a terrible experience, unparalleled by any method of torture, comparable to being given an acid bath by a manic robot. Of course, some days waking up is tolerable- Christmas day as a wealthy white male, for example, one can imagine is quite enjoyable, almost. Being hurled out of the peaceful embrace of…

Celestial

Sweeping silver cheeks I asked the moon, ‘What have you done to me?’ Craters in my glory And up so high Only to fall so low I am silver and black and alone Not a star But up where they are Sticking out like a rotten onion, Is this what it is to be celestial;…

COCONUTS ARE THE ROOT OF ALL EVIL, and Other Lessons I Learned from Moana

Consider the coconuts The trunks and the leaves, ha! The island gives us what we need- And no one leaves… I can’t be the only one still geeking out about Disney’s latest flick, Moana. The animation, design, and writing is absolutely gorgeous, while having Moana as a strong independent female archetype seems set to make…

Quiet

I’m in hiding. Shhhh! Do you want them to hear us? . I’m behind the staircase. Quiet! You don’t want to know what happened last time. . Lurking and jerking and screaming and crying, Swept under the rug But at least you can’t see it.

I do.

A sweet white veil and falling rice Looks like one of us threw out the dice How was I supposed to know not to gamble with my life? Looks like I found myself a pretty wife, Oh alas, oh alack, if I had only knew I’m a live-action taming of the shrew. We said our…