Graham of Anywhere

the self-centric blog of a perpetually single gay guy in London

Graham's blog: politics, poetry, and introspection

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Saturday 4 March 2017 11:44PM

Dissolution of the United Kingdom, it’s time

I think it’s fair to say that whatever constitutional complexities were brought about by devolution, namely the West Lothian Question, now pale into insignificance compared to the impending Brexit…
Saturday 4 March 2017 1:24AM

Not sorted / I needed so much more

The more I allow myself to think about it, the more I realise I'm not as sorted as I think I am, not as sorted as I think I should be. My loneliness, sadness, and resignation, has probably got a lot to…
Saturday 4 February 2017 11:53PM

Leaving hibernation

I think it's time to find myself again
Find a face that I like
Find a fight that I can win
And fight to win

I've lain vast voids around me
Planes of protection
Building space between disdain
And utter…
Saturday 4 February 2017 11:50PM

Okay yeah sure

It's the new year. Or it was the new year. A month ago. What have I changed since I last wrote to myself? Not much, not enough. Forcing myself to the gym more. Forcing myself to think about pushing myself.

I…
Sunday 18 December 2016 12:52AM

Where we find ourselves

So, the end of the year approaches once again. Before that comes around, Yvie and I have to face our first Christmas without our mum. They’ll never be quite the same. But in some sense, I’ve…
Sunday 17 April 2016 12:14PM

Perspective and persistence

I keep most tickets. Gigs. Some film screenings. Occasional theatre performances. It’s not compulsive. I just like the thought of occasionally going back through them because I never remember where…
Friday 18 March 2016 8:56PM

Today I stopped in the street

I ran out of strength today. Something slipped away. I don’t understand. I’m not strong. Not today.

Writing isn’t happening. The words don’t flow. My sentences are short and my…
Sunday 13 March 2016 9:24PM

G / A mere blip in time

I don't want to be sad. I don't want to be totally unproductive. I don't want to be alone.

You sort of get used to it. Then you get reminded about how life could be. Then you're back to wondering why…
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