Hexham

Stories in Hexham

poetry

Y'know that cat you can seeit's in your mind.

by Smo Mo

Hexham — Y’know that cat is in your mind one black galaxy swirling across your retina rods popping and cones popping as photons quiver and nerve impulses like secret cats screeching in the darkness to be ...

poetry

To say one thing and to mean another

by Smo Mo

Hexham — To say one thing and to mean another and anyone who listens is asleep and answer with subliminal pupil dilations and with nausea when they wake.

poetry

I held my hands and they felt fantasticI tasted my tongue..

by Smo Mo

Hexham — I held my hands and they felt fantastic I tasted my tongue Cross-eyed, I examined my eyeball ( with my other one ) I tried to contemplate my own mind but, to my horror, I found it contemplating m...

poetry

My hand loses it's grip, and the string falls onto the concrete pavementI remember a colourful mosaic floor of a restaurant in Sardinia...

by Smo Mo

Hexham — My hand loses it’s grip, and the string falls onto the concrete pavement I remember a colourful mosaic floor of a restaurant in Sardinia and a carved carrot that looks like a flower in Thailand and...

poetry

I wasted my day again hanging around the market placeleaning on the wall pretending to feel bored...

by Smo Mo

Hexham — I wasted my day again hanging around the market place leaning on the wall pretending to feel bored hoping someone would take me for a fool and offer me a job. Midday, this brown haired man in his ...

poetry

Those mountains came closertoday whilst your pale face browns,and ideas ( concrete or abstract )curl towards you nonchalantlylike a metaphor.

by Smo Mo

Hexham — Those mountains came closer today whilst your pale face browns, and ideas ( concrete or abstract ) all slip around each other open up into themselves curl towards you nonchalantly like a metapho...

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