Salty Saturdays: Could Give a Fuck 29.05.2021

It was what it was; I was right on the mark!

I said this; I said that – the shit I spoke was pure. But you added salt on a bitch and called me wavy. You acted like you were a God of some mad world and what you spoke was gospel.

You’re a messy bitch.

You step up and into my spine, the leverage you needed at the time to start a new chapter.

Fuck it! I’m burning slow.

I could give a fuck about your life.

I’m the embers you forgot about when you skipped on grass that ain’t greener than my lawn.

The life that flourishes here won’t ever be over there.

Stay back; I don’t want your ashes to fall near me. However, I will stand in awe of your rotten soul fading away into nothingness.

Salty Saturday’s: CANCELLED

Cancel one for speaking out of a name.

Cancel your subscription because the network fucked up with the variety. Your definition is not that and White Chicks is no longer acceptable.

(Can’t take my memories away. Bare jokes fam!)

Cancel my online order because they keep messing up my groceries.

Cancel your car insurance because you know you’re a great driver! Besides, you wanna keep all your coins.

Cancel your mind because your thoughts are docile and you don’t trust your law or anyone else’s.

At the end of the day, one day will be your last.

Salty Saturdays: Basically!

The bitch borrowed money for reasons she failed to list.

But we saw her with her nails done!

Shellac, she hash-tagged the life out of, even managing to upload a short video explaining her ‘fit,’ for today’s LET’S VALIDATE MELLISA LOOK!

But then that second text came through:

Hey, Hun

Hope you’re good?

I was wondering if you could lend me £60, please?

I have no food left and I need to get some bits in for my kids.

I know I’ve already borrowed £30 but I can give it all back next Friday when I get paid.

Xxxxx

The bitch asked for more money, this time stating its for food for her kids. She has two.

But her latest post shows she’s spending coins in Armani.

Armani life, she hash-tagged with 29 Armani related tags that followed. A new purse was purchased, I guess that was to store borrowed money inside.

I read the message.

I logged onto Just Eat and ordered a waffle with syrup and vanilla ice-cream

Basically.

Salty Saturdays: Maybe – 27.02.2021

Maybe you eat the chicken raw if the chicken is what you like.

Maybe I cut the phone because I hate social connections.

Maybe you drink out of a larger cup because you’re greedy and don’t give a fuck that there’s nothing left for the rest of us.

Maybe I raise my eyebrows at you, for hoarding your shit. I hate it. All of it.

Maybe you apologise for being a dick and then wank yourself with an old sock.

Maybe, I’m just overthinking the possibilities? I mean, didn’t you say you were vegan?

Salty Saturdays: HER – 13.02.2021

Once my hair fell way past my shoulders.

I never used to think much of it.

One night I stayed over at my aunt’s house.

One night she cut my hair down to 2 inches.

The next morning, she braided it in brown hair extensions and said nothing.

A few weeks later I discovered my hair had been cut.

In my thoughts, I skin her scalp back.

I cut off her forefinger and middle finger.

I clip the corners of her eyes, with a pair of toe scissors.

I sew brown extensions into her scalp and saturate it with oils.

One afternoon I saw her.

One afternoon I heard her horrible voice.

One afternoon I played the fiddle and watched her fall hard.

Her husband had cheated on her and took her money.

Her husband came back to her house.

Today my hair falls past my shoulders.

Today I type and I write my truth.

Today her sins caught up with her and she swirls around endlessly in a deep pool of salt.

Her eyes are burning, and her tongue has fizzled away.

My word, she’s a waste of life.