Hear Me

December 12, 2018 AA Moore 0

My only company is the questions resting between my fingers and the keys, alphabet shadows Over-Thought WITH CAPS Is this too personal? And the killer, who cares? After a decade of swagger and strut, “stories” dressed-up in costume but barely hidden between the lines, A tool I use to be read more



February 15, 2018 AA Moore 0

  If you just had confidence you’d be… he uses his hands to illustrate a bomb exploding, Hiroshima between palms. I feel, eyes full of smoke, just another particle of self, eroding, giving additional ammo to my internal voice. It’s the word just that loiters, downloading every memory we have read more


Things I’ve Tried To Be Happy

December 7, 2017 AA Moore 0

  Chasing the snowy cotton tail, Rambling the Indian travel trail, Fucking the bearded sexy male, Consuming the vegan super kale.   Winning the mega-bucks client, Acting-out tall like a giant, Fitting-in the system compliant, Railing against it defiant.   Toning the belly thin, Guzzling down the gin, Sleeping skin read more


London Internal

March 7, 2017 AA Moore 0

Having spent nearly a decade of my life living in London, it seems to me that London is more about the internal self than the external place. When I am feeling on top of the world, confident and beautiful London has laid itself before me like a theme park after read more