Kevin James Moore

Hope distracts you from pain - it's pain with red lipstick on to seduce you.

We speed through the streets past modern buildings and ancient architecture. Gazing through the taxi window Rome becomes a wet painting someone has wiped a hand across.

Nobody actually ever does this__scaping through a window.

Trees were made of vibrant green leaves sitting on the shoulders of shy green leaves too embarrassed to show themselves.

The worst thing that can happen to us is that our wings melt and we fall into the sea.

Her honey-blonde hair is strewn across her face as she sways her head. She__ working a red sequined bikini separated by a tan, flat stomach, and a butterfly tattoo resting on her left hip. Her legs are clad in black fishnets that run into a pair of white-heeled boots__till a knockout.

The foolishness of chasing the moon ached my heart. I was stuck between the moon and the shore and surrounded by an empty sea.