James Kay : Writing

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BRFTHMVCMBM

A Story by James Kay


I've started painting my nails black again and wearing T-shirts for bands I've never heard of. I'm beginning to realise that all my dreams and fant..
Twenty Tablets

Twenty Tablets

A Story by James Kay


Every day I watch you. I watch you suffer, cry, struggle for life. I watch as every movement makes you spasm in pain and draws panicked whimpering fro..
To All Poets

To All Poets

A Poem by James Kay


I've had enough of imagery. I've had enough of metaphor. I've had enough of that rhyme scheme s**t you love so f*****g much. This is not poetry. ..
The Angel

The Angel

A Poem by James Kay


I am the angel of vice and depravity: Stains on my white robe, Gently curling cold black hair with red tips, Blood in my eyes, Piercings in my b..
Promise

Promise

A Poem by James Kay


You speak like you're a martyr to your own life. Please stop talking like this. You make me feel like I'm the one who pushed your mother down the sta..
This will not cry for you.

This will not cry for you.

A Poem by James Kay


This is not here for your entertainment. This is not fun. This is not a game. This is so f*****g real, I'll cut you open with it. This does not ..
Please Tell Me What To Dream Of

Please Tell Me What To Dream Of

A Story by James Kay


This was written very spontaneously, very late at night. Once again, it's pretty different in some ways to my usual style.
Six foot tall blonde cat thing

Six foot tall blonde cat thing

A Story by James Kay


I thought I'd try something VERY different in style and tone from anything I've done before. Depending on how it's received this may end up as the fir..
I will not mock a thousand moments of a thousand lives with a title.

I will not mock a thousand moments of a thousand l..

A Poem by James Kay


As I run, as I hide, as I draw the knife, as I rob the dead, as I starve myself to lose weight, as I wait for the mail while curled up on the couch, a..
Final Scene

Final Scene

A Poem by James Kay


Sometimes... All the time, I find myself wishing that life was like a movie Or that special page you read so fast but lose yourself between the word..