Pensive Piscean

Come swim in my ocean, amidst pearls and seaweed and resist the urge to drown




Suppose my head exploded What would you see Hidden amidst the smithereens of pink, pulpy flesh A frozen frame of the last dream My last coherent thought at the edge of a smoking gun Broken lobes, blood and fat Is… Continue Reading →

Why Hemingway is a bloody genius

Page 109 of ‘A Farewell to Arms’ – Henry : It’s raining hard. Catherine: And you’ll always love me, won’t you? Henry: Yes Catherine: And the rain won’t make any difference? Henry: No

Book Review: The Lovely Bones

“Because horror on Earth is real and it is every day. It is like a flower or like the sun; it cannot be contained.” This supernatural thriller book is a must-read. Alice Sebold has a way with her words, weaving memories… Continue Reading →

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