Stacey Louise GrantThe graveyard of my youthI’ve found a place that leaves me bored, Where my dreams have come undone.May 10, 2023May 10, 2023
Stacey Louise GrantFluffWalks to the park were my favorite way to spend an afternoon. My fingers laced in papa’s, my other hand grasping at a sandwich bag of cut…Mar 14, 2023Mar 14, 2023
Stacey Louise GrantMy Goodbye to All ThatThere’s something about places that take on their own characters; every experience you have there feels parallel to an argument with a…Jun 16, 2021Jun 16, 2021
Stacey Louise GrantSince we’ve parted I’ve felt myself lost in a daydream from which I cannot wake.He rolled into my life, quickly and powerfully, like a storm in which I found myself caught. As tempests form, the sea stirs and becomes…Dec 9, 2018Dec 9, 2018
Stacey Louise GrantTake me lightly by the hand, be my silent guide through her fantasy.Greek statue, a slight figure wrapped in marble. Pale, smooth skin, awash in shirley temple light. Effervescent gaze more cobalt than the…Mar 4, 2018Mar 4, 2018
Stacey Louise GrantMatricideYou dreamed of Sunday dinner and a cream puff wedding.Jan 22, 2018Jan 22, 2018
Stacey Louise GrantFor JA cold wash of light seeps in through the half drawn curtain, and falls on his pale, bare skin. The raised paths of his naked chest all…Jan 18, 2018Jan 18, 2018
Stacey Louise GrantRosesI remember being a girl of about three years old, precariously perched on your knee. A large, dusty hardback, heavier than myself, resting…Aug 7, 2017Aug 7, 2017
Stacey Louise GrantSummerDo you remember that Summer we wasted together? Those two months I spent on the back of your motorbike, arms wrapped around you tightly. My…Feb 21, 2017Feb 21, 2017
