The Curious Adventures of Gordan's Thoughts

Space

Space, as in the place in our universe where the planets are placed? Space, as in the pauses between sentences where the spaces are placed? Space, as in the boxes of rooms we pay for where the economy… Read More

We Were, Now We Aren’t

I once was young and I was naïve I dreamed of a future where we would be Together we’d fight, you with me Hand in hand so sturdily We pushed each other to rise above The hatred thrown… Read More

Protected: Two Lads and A Lady

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Time

To you, I write this because I can articulate with my hands better than the occasional eloquence that springs from these lips of mine. Alas, I shall get straight to what I want to say. You. You entered… Read More

Obsession

“The person who wrote this Permitted me to post it But only on the premise That I keep the name anonymous” Letter To A Lover I’m writing this knowing that you probably won’t read it, and even if… Read More

The End Is Only The Beginning

You left in haste Without a trace Which probably explains why It’s taken a while To learn to love again To learn to be a friend To learn to value you To learn to embrace the new You… Read More

Lost Love

Perhaps one day we’ll meet again In the sky or in the sea.  And though it was water that washed us away T’was the winds that blew you to me…    I love you, but I couldn’t save… Read More

The Arguments We Forgot to Have

(Creative writing: 2016) “If you’re sick of everyone falling for you, stop being so bloody perfect then,” she’d screamed at me, a sheer projection of inadequacy. *      *     *     *    * I know that feeling, I was young… Read More

Love. More of It.

Love… If chasing sunshine has taught me one thing, it’s that opening your curtains means you can just let it come. (Generally, open curtains means a tidy room first…) *     *    *    *    * My experience of love… Read More

Him

“You could have anything you want, you just need to take the first step out of the front door,” he had said to me, a long time ago. I never understood what this meant, but there he watched,… Read More

I Love Vous: On Polyamory

I thought I could reign it in and unify all of it, write to you, and be able to say, “Yes, it’s you.” It’s always you, isn’t it? And yet…it never is. But the French had it right… Read More

Couldn’t, Shouldn’t, Wouldn’t

Here’s to all who’ve ever said that I couldn’t, shouldn’t, and wouldn’t (and meant it). To those who said I couldn’t, I appreciate the projections of self-doubt you placed upon me. You’ve taught me what it looks like… Read More