A MURDEROUS INTENT

Monday, October 11, 2004

suffering as a universe of possibilities

What does it mean to love or hate? Memories press inside my mind. They shiver, coalesce and break apart. And then there is nothing. No sure or certain vision. I stumble in the dark and try to piece together something. I know I once loved and I know that I can be a sharp blade of rage. I can give... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, October 9, 2004

revelations in the dark

I used to watch you while you were sleeping my love. I'd look with fascination at your body so smoothly curved with the baby. You were my mystery of life. The sound of your breathing dissolved away my night time demons and I dared to believe again. I dared to believe in us and life and the weaving... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, October 6, 2004

falling apart

I had known him before that night, and after, but everything between us collapsed into that single memory. A memory composed of shadows. One dark fucking night. By the age of eleven he had been categorized as trouble by the teachers. He boasted about his exploits: playing truant and shoplifting,... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, October 5, 2004

broken body

The monsignor was sitting on a verandah drinking San Miguel beer when we approached him. He was in a singlet and shorts. At first he didn't notice us and then, in an instant, he knew and understood. Unfinished business. I had the gun. I raised and aimed at his chest. He did not try to run. There was... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, October 3, 2004

dark night

Apply the right pressure and the outcome is assured. Stuart Jones delivered what I required this morning. Everything was contained in an envelope delivered to a post office address. Before my eyes were the details of the man I was to murder: his new name, address, bank details, employment details... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, October 2, 2004

life and death together

Remember when you told me the news my love. We were gently woven together and resting. You pressed your lips to my ear. I'm pregnant. Your body soft against me and full of secret life. Your eyes. My love. If I could see you now. Our lips pressed and the sweet taste of you in my mouth. A moment of... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, September 30, 2004

swimming through canvas

I clawed my way towards the light with paint applied to canvas. Thick impasto textures merged into lugubrious lips offering a chasm, a vocabulary of surreal limbs woven into ropes that were near to breaking. And the ocean was present in every scene, beckoning, seducing, death and drowning and the... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, September 29, 2004

angels are forever

See the passing parade of the normal. They follow their career paths, meet for coffee, share a joke, fall in love and struggle to pay off their credit cards. They do not realize how fragile their world really is or the terrible nature of the threat. They do not know the price that must be paid for... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, September 28, 2004

The alienation of Stuart Jones

Day by day I’ve squeezed Stuart Jones. At first he gasped and squealed with denial. Very unconvincing. Then he turned to his insidious fellow travelers, men whose power extends from courts of law to high ecclesiastical offices. But there is nothing more unbecoming than a desperate man on the brink... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, September 27, 2004

pieces of the puzzle

You sensed there was something broken in me from the very beginning of our relationship. I remember the way you examined my art. Your fingers read the surfaces as though they were braille. Your senses sought the broken fragments of my life and imagination. Your mind was forever piecing them... Sign in to see full entry.

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