when nothing’s inside my head (and I have no clue what to say)

Unsure if the darkened cafe is actually openI sweep inside, straight past the hostsDespite their earnest efforts to engagePrincess Charlotte says I look 'dapper' -Referring to my outfit She - with dark blue eyesDual German-Irish princess, by birth-rightStill, I penetrate deeper into the darkened spaceIgnoring the time-spent on decorationsI don't register such things So, I… Continue reading when nothing’s inside my head (and I have no clue what to say)

the joy of song (short story 3,443 words)

Section 1Stood in his narrow kitchen, staring vacantly at the blister pack held between his fingers and thumb, the new pills - Johnson concluded, simply weren't working. Like the ones he'd been placed on before, and the one's before the one's before. The same as always, his deep depression, chronic introversion and social anxiety paralysed… Continue reading the joy of song (short story 3,443 words)