Youtube by givenchyhowell shadow play by PJ Ryan

fishbowl eyes

her mascara streams down her face, like leaking octopus ink and I wonder what it tastes like
astronomy for the heart by PJ Ryan i wonder by ab-type time is tired by PJ Ryan

extinct, i won’t forget you

Dinosaur, I still miss you.
I don't eat green lollies by PJ Ryan

Spider legs

I flicked something out from in between my teeth this morning and there it was; another thought, another piece of you

astronomy for the heart



you don’t play with me anymore

Charlie was here

I liked to sit in the magnolia tree on the front lawn, surrounding myself with the contradiction of beauty and desolation.
a toothbrush and a magic carpet by PJ Ryan I threw it in the sea and it came back to me rusted and troubled. by PJ Ryan

the one thing called desire

This is like Magma.
her name was jupiter (re-visited) by PJ Ryan

miss nebulosity

I saw her in the sky; shaped like a cloud, she was laying on her back, without underpants, her legs spread wide open.
It was a long time ago by PJ Ryan spin, wallflower into wallpaper by PJ Ryan


tell me something / I don’t know / is it better? / damn I miss you
cake by Juilee  Pryor Magic Mountain by PJ Ryan gratitude by PJ Ryan twigs for the nest by PJ Ryan strange animals by PJ Ryan swim, past you and that window by PJ Ryan she wakes by Loui  Jover no sign of yesterday by PJ Ryan her name was jupiter by PJ Ryan my heart has butterflies by PJ Ryan playground pirate by PJ Ryan


pretending to be a dark shadow
a blonde skirt for you to brush against by PJ Ryan RAW by PJ Ryan putrid and magic by PJ Ryan playground princess by PJ Ryan scratched by PJ Ryan


across your spine
warsaw heart by PJ Ryan girl ink by PJ Ryan Blue by PJ Ryan If flowers were stars by PJ Ryan


You’re blue around the mouth and the rope is too tight and you need to loosen up and spit it out and sit and talk and let me build you a sw…
Little Laws by PJ Ryan shot tower by PJ Ryan bokah lines by PJ Ryan that bird by PJ Ryan


She understands what the ink across his knuckles means.
the cat wasn't expecting you by PJ Ryan your stain by PJ Ryan

Dalia the goddess

her pig shoes get lost underneath the dirty brown couch
walking with our shadows (on a leash) by PJ Ryan

If you were my reptile

belly to the underground


we are each a baroque burnout
mother bird by PJ Ryan

the guts of this fish

I can’t clean up after myself

The One.

The shoes still have the mud on them.
been gone by PJ Ryan

the trouble with touching

it needs eradicating
pigeon by PJ Ryan Kodama (tree spirit) - see description by PJ Ryan


The stench of asshole permeates through these streets and it sticks to you and changes you.

the revolts

the two of us by PJ Ryan

breathing under the water of myself

I am watching you; wave.
the spirit of your present by PJ Ryan some days i'm an animal some days i'm a pet by PJ Ryan spin, wallflower into wallpaper by PJ Ryan Calendar

the love buttons

It is often the things you don’t see which are the most beautiful
Who's going to be your angel? by PJ Ryan Hem  by PJ Ryan


run you little tornado run
if you let me visit by PJ Ryan leopard, can't shake spots by PJ Ryan

too early for trains

she doesn’t catch my drift
6:38 by PJ Ryan diramu  by PJ Ryan


no thumping / jumping / walloping / or whacking / against walls / and doorways / and down that shitty staircase / that he loved best
backflips by PJ Ryan

this gander muscle, all pumping and cracking

it reminds me

against the edges of me

My heart is like a burnt out heap, she sleeps and eats and breathes underneath where it’s deep and I wonder when it will leave.


She’s a moth, that girl; with butterfly eyelashes and her wings made of difference.
Portal by PJ Ryan

more than once, your sonar

Parts of me remain: the acoustic of that time.
climb through the knots and the rot of my heart (poem in description) by PJ Ryan

like a twig in the beak of a bird who should’ve k…

Let me feed you, the worms of everyone else’s disgust.

dirt words

a bitter taste has crawled out of the garden and into her mouth
ankle biter by PJ Ryan


The tips of my shoes are like tigers / my brown rubber soles are the eyes
Puuskatte by PJ Ryan

headless cows

blood smells

Dangling Ankles

I sat on the edge of the world
perspective pertains to where you are standing by PJ Ryan

breath for dandelion

this garden is a jungle

I could slam into you

There’s a lot of trust in the world.
wide brimmed by PJ Ryan
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