"Why?" you may well ask! I am asking myself the very same question. But whatever the reason, I have made some stuff on Redbubble. T-shirts, prints, coasters, things like that. All bearing my work in some form. I'll be adding designs as and when I create them, and I am open to ideas.
Author: Matt
Yo, hi, hello. I'm just your standard sarcastic, cynical, satirical guy who doesn't care much for acting in an 'age appropriate' manner, whatever that means. I write poetry and short stories. Want to know anything else? -> https://mspoetry.com/whos-matt
The History of Matt
Throughout his school years, Matt was considered to be rather intelligent. Excelling at core subjects such as Maths, Science and English, and enjoying less success in things like Art and History. Despite this natural intelligence, he stumbled his way through his A-Levels (it's a UK thing?) and only just made it into university where he… Continue reading The History of Matt
Miracle
You are A one in four hundred trillion Possibility An almost impossible Pile of space dust Riding On a giant rock Through the infinite That is our universe Brought into existence Against all odds There is no-one And never will there ever be Another just like you You are Absolutely And unequivocally… Continue reading Miracle
Pest Control – vss
Warming my hands against the flames I watched the shapes begin to materialize out of the murk. It was always foggy by the river, day or night, and the warmth and light the fire provides never failed to draw them out. They would come in search of food; flesh and marrow, preferably human but they weren't… Continue reading Pest Control – vss
untitled – because titles are hard
Music plays Somewhere far away Inside my head And memories Reel Across the dance floor Of my mind Each one Telling a a different tale Of me the angel Of me the devil Some are real Some are fable And truth be told I don't know the difference Any more Response to the Word… Continue reading untitled – because titles are hard
Wishing On A Fading Star
Hope Feels so naive As though I'm wishing On a fading star But I believe Because I must To keep the demons And their screaming Far away My only want Is me and you To have chance Again, some day If they hurry Perhaps my dreams Might reach the star Before it… Continue reading Wishing On A Fading Star
Eulogy
I wish to write My own eulogy To tell the story Of my life As a rhapsody Of mistold memories A jagged melody Born of reverie An elegy A parody With obscenity To remedy The tragedy That my passing Will inevitably be Response to Word of the Day Challenge prompts: rhapsody & jagged
untitled – something about fate
Some call it karma While some call it fate Divine intervention - All terms that I hate We're not simply acting As a deity dictates Life is not just some ride That we cannot escape We're not stuck on a path From which we can't deviate Our lives are not set in stone The future… Continue reading untitled – something about fate
Almost
You almost had me beat Made me think I would never stand again On my own two feet You almost won this fight Had me on the ropes Cowering against the blows Landing left and right I was almost counted out Flat out on the canvas To continue would be madness The referee… Continue reading Almost
We Are But Glass
We are but glass Forged In the fires Of passion And fashioned With care We are but glass Molded Into different shapes Sizes And colours We are but glass And we all break The same Response to the Word of the Day Challenge prompt: glass
