Congratulations to the winners of my poetry-book draw.
The Chandra goes to “Dibbizo”.
The Genet goes to Alexandra j cornwell.
I will be contacting both these lovely peeps in the next day or so to arrange to send them their books.
UPDATE ON MY LOVE-LIFE (such as it is…)
I recently spent three weeks dating an alcoholic. I KNOW. I KNOW…
Although I was well aware that an addict is, ipso facto, not emotionally available, and is also really fucking difficult to deal with, I enjoyed his company and his body and found him quite charming. A charming alcoholic??? Who would have thunk…
After three weeks he dumped me. Predictably. Of course since then he has done the odd “bombing” as we 12 steppers call it. I have had to stand back, try not to engage, and to see that his addiction is in control, and not him. So I hereby, publicly, release him with love. Or at least fondness.
This is my farewell poem for him.
FOR THE ADDICT
I look into those beautiful eyes
Those eyes that dare not look upon themselves.
Caress the body you despise.
Engage with the heart and soul that
I sit with you and listen to
that which you do not say
I watch you squirm, and deflect and fidget.
Until I take you to bed and sink into your peace.
Your verbal tics play a haunting melody upon which
I can hang my atonal ramblings.
When you enter me your emptiness
Yet you have banished me.
And now I am empty, self-despising, fidgety.
Fitting punishment for a woman who has always been