Cath Crowley
when we marry
At night I sing to her. She’s not here yet but I sing anyway. I got a girl and that girl is pretty. I put the pillow next to me and give it a tight hug and imagine her giggling. I met her eight days ago over the Internet. That’s how things work now. I heard about a guy who met his soul mate on a dating site and now I’ve met mine too. The things she types to me. Do I want her? God, do I want her. Do I love her? God do I love her. At night all I do is lie in bed and think about her mouth and what it will feel like on my mouth. I think about the warm dark I’ll find there. I write to her and try to keep the begging from the page. I tell her about the cab I drive all day only to end up in the same place as where I started. Tell her about the dead end roads that fill this town. Tell her about the bottles I got lined up on the kitchen window and how the light makes them glow. How I never had anyone to tell things to before her. I sat and thought them and then let the thoughts disappear. But now there’s her. I want to lie next to you and listen to your breathing, I write. And when she doesn’t write anything for a minute or two I think I’ve ruined something. But then she tells me That no one’s said things like that to her in a long time. That’s hard to believe I write because you’re beautiful. I’m forty-eight and you’re thirty and the pictures you sent make you look like a model. What do you see in me? She says I see ahead. That’s what I see too, I write. And she asks, Do I want to marry her? God, yes, I want to marry you. She writes Send me the money then, for the ring and for the dress. How much? I ask her and she says A thousand dollars send me a thousand dollars and I’ll come and we’ll marry. I write down the post office box to send it to and we make plans. We make plans for when she’ll come. And I lie awake thinking about her mouth. And all the things I'll hear from it tomorrow.
(sometimes) life (doesn’t) suck
(sometimes) life sucks
even though the sky is covered in clouds that look like highways
Graffiti Moon Book Launch
A HUGE thanks to all at The Sun Bookshop in Yarraville and to Pan Macmillan for throwing me such a fantastic book launch. Here are some pics of the afternoon... The lovely Gabrielle Wang who launched my book - and did a beautiful job. And there's me next to her. Read more
Graffiti Moon – a little of Ed and Lucy.
Photographs taken in Hosier Lane
So. Graffiti Moon is out in the stores. And to celebrate...
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