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you don’t play with me anymore 357 words

extinct, i won't forget you by PJ Ryan

Dinosaur, I still miss you. 378 words

fishbowl eyes by PJ Ryan

her mascara streams down her face, like leaking octopus ink and I wonder what it tastes like 297 words

ink by PJ Ryan

across your spine 33 words

Spider legs by PJ Ryan

I flicked something out from in between my teeth this morning and there it was; another thought, another piece of you 344 words

the one thing called desire by PJ Ryan

This is like Magma. 318 words

If you were my reptile by PJ Ryan

belly to the underground 97 words

like a twig in the beak of a bird who should’ve know... by PJ Ryan

Let me feed you, the worms of everyone else’s disgust. 86 words

miss nebulosity by PJ Ryan

I saw her in the sky; shaped like a cloud, she was laying on her back, without underpants, her legs spread wide open. 597 words

astronomy for the heart by PJ Ryan

beasts for the dead and burdened by PJ Ryan

And did he fold you into an envelope of all that once was and send you away? 315 words

when it falls by PJ Ryan

a great nebulous matter 120 words

storm by PJ Ryan

run you little tornado run 91 words

it is what it was by PJ Ryan

There are footprints cut into the track of me. 87 words

from a tongue of marine and murder by PJ Ryan

For a moment, you were. / You were; a moment. 150 words

the trouble with touching by PJ Ryan

it needs eradicating 171 words

passage by PJ Ryan

pretending to be a dark shadow 114 words

Dalia the goddess by PJ Ryan

She giggles and squeals a little bit and then her pig shoes get lost underneath the dirty brown couch. 1005 words

Runaway by PJ Ryan

no thumping / jumping / walloping / or whacking / against walls / and doorways / and down that shitty staircase / that he loved best 331 words

headless cows by PJ Ryan

blood smells 747 words

the gyspy string in my puppet by PJ Ryan

Over the years, I found my own spirit and my own guides and although we’re a noisy and complicated bunch, we haven’t done too badly. 1089 words

this gander muscle, all pumping and cracking by PJ Ryan

it reminds me 103 words

LUST by PJ Ryan

tell me something / I don’t know / is it better? / damn I miss you 152 words

putrid and magic by PJ Ryan

you were crazier than this town 128 words

hairpins for hearts by PJ Ryan

I chopped my own toe off twenty-seven days ago. 1436 words

the glue factory of my pasted existence by PJ Ryan

Eyes water in the presence of spirit. It doesn’t make you cry and bawl your eyes dry, it is more so a gentle stream of emotion. And it’s difficult to stop. 1434 words

loopholes by PJ Ryan

stitches connecting fingertips to the edges of self 216 words

against the edges of me by PJ Ryan

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. 174 words

mud pie heart by PJ Ryan

no starting gun and no discerning line 160 words

the brief paralysis of that part of me by PJ Ryan

I am writing this to you whilst lying on my back. 245 words

the chaos of difference by PJ Ryan

These particles will divide. 171 words

Charlie was here by PJ Ryan

I liked to sit in the magnolia tree on the front lawn, surrounding myself with the contradiction of beauty and desolation. 623 words

for the good of the earth and the bad of me by PJ Ryan

holes in the backyard 492 words

Ray by PJ Ryan

Ray used pliers to remove fingernails. 652 words

thirteen divided by forty by PJ Ryan

I wanted to knock on the wooden box and make certain he was safely gone. 728 words

Flutter by PJ Ryan

She’s a moth, that girl; with butterfly eyelashes and her wings made of difference. 137 words

overdose, so morose and yet to heal by PJ Ryan

I am the tab on the end of your finger 68 words

The ordinary beauty of a not so ordinary instrument by PJ Ryan

I am sitting in the corner of an empty auditorium, hidden behind the heavy fall of a black stage curtain. 201 words

pirate, i am your mutiny by PJ Ryan

I want to trace your lines with my fingers dripping. 129 words

the evolution of spine by PJ Ryan

wander across my print 70 words

this cracking whip by PJ Ryan

my heart growls like a tiger tamed 127 words

Dam by PJ Ryan

snippy fingers 467 words

dirt words by PJ Ryan

a bitter taste has crawled out of the garden and into her mouth 287 words

wimbledon in the western suburbs by PJ Ryan

I sat in the front seat, where your nose bleeds and I watched every game 633 words

Hole by PJ Ryan

The stench of asshole permeates through these streets and it sticks to you and changes you. 506 words

breath for dandelion by PJ Ryan

this garden is a jungle 248 words

the orchestra of us by PJ Ryan

an overture of something 102 words

a red bow for your salt by PJ Ryan

Balloons full of paper 912 words

the guts of this fish by PJ Ryan

I can’t clean up after myself 138 words

paper boat by PJ Ryan

pens for paddles 81 words

my irregular tangle by PJ Ryan

the craft of containment versus freedom 233 words

Voice box by PJ Ryan

I don’t know whether her tongue was removed from her mouth or if it was perhaps hiding lazily between her yellowing teeth. 932 words

thirsty claws by PJ Ryan

Dad says it’s because of the drought. He said the earth is drying out and it needs a good drink. 350 words

the gills fill by PJ Ryan

gutted 255 words

An ordinary skirt of cotton and yesterdays by PJ Ryan

I’ve been picking at my hemline. 447 words

Tom by PJ Ryan

Puuskatte. 149 words

I'm not going to die in this bowl of soup by PJ Ryan

Last night I tasted her in my spaghetti Bolognese. 367 words

The daughter of Krakatoa by PJ Ryan

I wonder when she will spill her insides out into the surrounds of a peaceful place, just like Krakatoa. 1018 words

like salmon for the saturated by PJ Ryan

Run your knuckles along / my spine 59 words

Love me like sludge by PJ Ryan

Don’t do that to plants, it hurts them … leave them there and they’re happy. 308 words

Dangling Ankles by PJ Ryan

I sat on the edge of the world 141 words

The difference by PJ Ryan

Her house contains no television, few appliances and plenty of the magical stuff. 506 words

my first night in the forest by PJ Ryan

It is night; the forest is dark though far from quiet. 1082 words

Lepidoptera by PJ Ryan

little things with ripped up wings 112 words

Gullet by PJ Ryan

There are words in his stomach. 271 words

Ant Nurse and The Peppercorn Tree by PJ Ryan

The peppercorn tree was bleeding again. 639 words

Kiss this by PJ Ryan

There was lipstick on the rear view mirror. 83 words

too early for trains by PJ Ryan

she doesn’t catch my drift 791 words

Columbian Pockets by PJ Ryan

Big lines, both powdered and rehearsed. 341 words

Animal by PJ Ryan

Some days I am a pet. 88 words

The One. by PJ Ryan

The shoes still have the mud on them. 574 words

breathing under the water of myself by PJ Ryan

I am watching you; wave. 88 words

gravity keeps me by PJ Ryan

I am this planet and he is the next. 138 words

capricorn hand by PJ Ryan

my fetal curl 356 words

more than once, your sonar by PJ Ryan

Parts of me remain: the acoustic of that time. 208 words

the gnarl of me by PJ Ryan

pulsating 81 words