The Future Isn’t What it Was (Poem)

A woman empties a bucket of piss, sloshes through the cobbles as my driver curses. Cretin! The horses pulling the cart don’t care, they soldier on; we all do, really. A withered man with a wicker basket sells his wears for scraps of tin, fabric, anything. I blow my nose on a handkerchief, see streaks … Continue reading The Future Isn’t What it Was (Poem)

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The death of an artist

So last night I was at the Union Chapel in Islington to see Lucy Rose. It's a beautiful venue; a beautiful church which one would be forgiven for thinking was designed with live music in mind, as it's so perfect for it. Lucy Rose was very pleasant, also. Her set, which consisted nearly exclusively of … Continue reading The death of an artist

My ‘Art’ Collection

So it turns out it's impossible to take photos of glass frames without getting your reflection in it, no matter the lighting so enjoy that. My collection is absolutely worthless and whether it even passes as art is subjective but for a nice easy title that's what I'm calling it. That's a poster, I hear … Continue reading My ‘Art’ Collection

bad luck and worse

I wrote a poem- enjoyyy! ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I carved your epitaph into our grandest gasp Which broke into waves through arteries and veins. Anatomically correct. I dissect the remains. Rearrange your DNA and Do not age. Happiness is a state of mind but now you're gone My mind is just a state. Love is not enough, … Continue reading bad luck and worse

Street Art and Aperol Spritz’ in Milan

Day two of Milan came, (check out my post on day one if you haven't yet!), and having spent all of the previous day sightseeing it was time to go off piste a little and see a different side of the city. Our apartment was walkable from the district of Isola, which we'd read was … Continue reading Street Art and Aperol Spritz’ in Milan

Photoshop Handsome

So I really liked this photo my friend Dan took of me, because it's generally quite cool. The little bit of blur makes the lighting look intense and dramatic, whilst I'm in focus, which I like a lot. There was a problem with it though. My face. It just wasn't flattering in any shape or … Continue reading Photoshop Handsome

In Which We Are The King (Poetry)

I have no idea when I last posted a bit of poetry! It’s definitely ages ago, too long ago! Anyway, I’m currently in bed unable to sleep, about to schedule this post for tomorrow because I’ve been having a long old play around with rhyme. Rhyme and half rhyme actually. And maybe a bit more. … Continue reading In Which We Are The King (Poetry)