Sleep Paralysis (chapter 1)
Her eyes are suspicious, darting left to right to left, her unfixed gaze uneasy. Her shoulders are hunched over her mocha as she sips impatiently, one scalding gulp after another. She swallows hard. The magenta polish on her nails looks forcefully chipped as if someone had used a chisel to remove it. Later we’ll find that she scrapes off her polish as a nervous habit. She worries often about what...
I'm young and I'm black surrounded by crack.
I’m young and I’m black surrounded by cr- the glamorisation of the latest material trends, addidas and nik-e all want a bit of me. Focus on my inside they won’t let me. crack. I’m young and I’m black surrounded by cr- hyped up frivilous spending. The bilboards and adverts brainwashing, telling me what I need and how I could, should, get maintaing the poorer me. crack. I’m young and I’m...
I’m Clive. J. Brown. I’m a scribbler. Enjoy.