First Law of Love

If a man doesn’t live by his law, then what does he have?

The conservation of love governed every part of my past life

It was simply the most important law

When I witnessed love’s death, I didn’t become suspicious

I didn’t question it against my own law,

The law that states love can never be destroyed,

I didn’t question its death against this law

Was this a vital error? I should have known

my love for this girl is forever constant

But here, I lie, think, wallow

And continue to turn the cogs in my brain,

I must have considered the wider universe around us

We were constantly travelling in different directions;

Our love was stretched, strained and redshifted

Thus I ask when our love was redshifted, was it conserved?

With that I ponder, did our love varnish?

And if completely lost, isn’t that in violation of my law?

I spend each day challenging fallacies and fables

Against proven and tested laws in my arsenal but

How am I even sure that the conversation of love is not

Just a whimsical idea?

 

Violet

Violet

I’ve been thinking about this lately 

And how it differs to purple

Both are placed between

Red and blue 

The painter mixes some blue

The colour has no say 

It automatically becomes violet

Instead of purple

It takes on blues’ persona

Because it has to 

A shrinking violet

Mixed with the brash shocks of blue 

Sapphire smoke smothers 

Violet;

Violently 

Sweet Violet,

Saturated in sickness and shame

Begs for a colour change 

But knows it’s all in vain 

It’s up to the painter 

And can I be honest?

It was always my choice 

Metamorphosis

Hidden within the earth’s grit was an egg;

A perfect ovoid, powder grey with specks of brown

As it cracked, a newfound spring emerged

A tiny caterpillar sleepily opened her eyes

Pouring rain sang down to the primulas 

the colours of the wind painted the cosmos.

This caterpillar was in awe

She wobbled,

She crawled

She crept on these primulas and started her work

She ate these leaves and moved on to the cosmos

This caterpillar grew quickly;

The more the caterpillar ate, the stronger she became;

The wiser she became

The caterpillar burrowed and climbed into trees

Navigated through complex terrain;

She was untouchable to all predators

The caterpillar sighed and looked at the tumultuous sky

‘It’s time to go back home and rest’

So, the caterpillar travelled south to her origin

and abruptly stopped when she saw her fellow caterpillars.

She hugged these caterpillars tightly

She weaved into her silken chrysalis with determination

She was trapped;

Trapped in the walls she built herself

The others wailed and sobbed

They were simply inconsolable.

The caterpillar waited patiently inside her cocoon and smiled.

Once she had disintegrated

Enzymes were released in the chrysalis.

These enzymes dissolved all her tissues into a thick soup;

except her imaginal discs.

These discs used the soup to fuel rapid cell division

She formed wings

She formed legs

She formed antennae

Blood began to pump into her wings

It was time.

She emerged from the cocoon like a pulsating dream

floating on the breeze

She danced as her crumpled wings straightened;

Wings brightly coloured, crimson like a fiery sunset;

Yellow like golden silk; blue like electric current

With white polka dots and coal edges

She floated on the primulas and cosmos

She drank their sweet nectar;

Her proboscis stretched deeply like a delicate straw

Then, the butterfly flew to my grave.

She placed soft kisses on my tombstone

And wiped my tomb with her gaily wings

She rose higher in the sky.

She flew to heaven,

Curling into the sweetest of swirls;

a hypnotic rhythm in every flutter,

my soul was in that butterfly.

Quick Recipe

First, cut off his cock
Take that frozen stick
Grate and grind it
Expose this stick to sharp edges
Cut through it
Add this to flour 
Pulse the mixture  
Really use your fingertips 
To knead that flour 
Pre-heat the oven to 180C
Liquefy his brain in a 
Blender 
Combine this runny mixture 
With his heart shards in a small 
Saucepan over a low heat 
Cook and stir for five mins
Until all pieces are deformed 
Transfer this bloody blend 
In an oven proof dish
Sprinkle the flour mixture 
On top 
Bake in the oven for  
forty minutes until burnt 
And the bloody blend 
Is bubbling 
Serve with thick cream 

What?
What are you looking at, my darling?
Dig in!

Cherry Cola Poetry and Prose Book 

Cherry Cola has officially launched 🍒🍒

Launched on the 1st of October 2021 –

Available in:

Amazon

Waterstones

BlackSpring Press Group

Foyles

Browns Book

BookDepository

Small Press Distribution

Synopsis:

A Girl and Boy in a relationship that is both intoxicating and toxic, exhilarating but ultimately at a cost to each. Edgy and compelling, Mara Nkere tells it all through the parallel narratives of the Girl and Boy drawing on a kaleidoscope of influences that include poetic prose and contemporary spoken word. Experimental in form, this startling debut collection breaks with convention, bringing seemingly polarised forces into combat: religion versus primal desire and love versus desolation.

Here is the cover and this book has been supported by the Arts Council England National Lottery Grant.

Cherry Cola has been selected as one of the top books of poetry for Young Adults for Poetry Month October 2021.

Grab your copy today 😀😀

www.artscouncil.org.uk

Web Tension Control

Shush

I’m tackling the most uncomfortable subject,

which is myself.

A girl lost in the labyrinths of her own psyche,

A girl recovering from this boy’s devastating effects,

Everywhere she runs, there’s something blocking her escape.

That sweet short lived escape

Tension keeps building in this girl’s web 

Her regulator is broken.

A girl unable to create the optimal tension set- point 

A girl unable to generate the signal for her internal dancer roller

A girl unable to lower this roller to reduce the brake pressure 

A girl unable to fix this shaft encoder as the roller refuses to move 

It’s stuck.

Pull too tight, you will distort her web 

Don’t pull tight enough, you will break her web

Shush

Just skip the small talk 

Wind me until this tension is released

Increase the speed of your motor, boy

I said skip the small talk 

I don’t want your love or your heart, boy

Just unwind my web

Lost

  • I walk close to this mirror
    And observe
    A face with no eyes;
    A sallow complexion;
    A face etched with lines
    Etched with immense sadness
    A face full of crippling pain.
    Who is this girl?
    Is this what I have become?
    I don’t know who this girl is.
    I slowly move my face to bed
    And just lay down willing myself to sleep.
    Alas, it doesn’t come.
    Memories of this boy have turned into
    Vicious nightmares
    Thoughts of lost potential and broken promises pierce my being.
  • With every minute,
    With every hour,
    My chest becomes heavy
    My heart palpitations increase
    This sound is tormenting me
    The stressed low notes are too exaggerated against the silence
    These elongated chords
    This beat is too pronounced
    I can not sleep
    I feel uneasy
    I feel fearful
    I’m not even sure what part of me is dying
  • I just want to sleep.

Contract Breach

In my ‘About Me’ section, I alluded to the similarities between conceptual furniture and lipstick. Yes, both are statement pieces. Furniture changes the dynamics and flow of a space whilst lipsticks add dimension to the face through various colours; matte and metallic finishes.

As consumers, we are able to purchase furniture pieces and lipsticks via a variety of outlets. Manufactured goods are either sent directly to the retailers or more commonly to wholesalers. These wholesalers sell these manufactured goods in large quantities at low prices to the retailers.

In the two scenarios, contracts are an important element for both parties as it ensures expectations are explicitly communicated; the terms that are negotiated and the price a party agrees to sell economic resources to another at a fixed cost. In this way, if there is a contract breach, the contract is legally enforceable in a court of law. Both parties can use that contract as a tool to safeguard their resources.

This got me thinking – what if contracts were used as a tool in personal relationships? I don’t mean agreements such as prenups that are used to establish financial rights of each spouse in the event of a divorce. I’m talking about using a contract to safeguard ‘emotional resources’ in a relationship. Hence, if a party failed to provide the emotional support that was originally agreed upon in the contract, that same party would be held accountable in a court of law and could potentially be prosecuted.

This got me thinking again – in this court of law, what would be the prosecutor’s closing statement to the jury?

‘Ladies and Gentlemen, Is rejection avoidable? If one party rejects another party, who is to blame? The rejectee or the Rejecter? Let’s start again, how much self – reflection does one have to go through to feel whole again after being rejected? Who has the answers to these fucking questions? C’mon Jury, I dare you to answer at least one question.

Yes, you’ve guessed it, the rejectee is angry. Anger doesn’t quite cover what they are feeling. Enraged, confused, infuriated to the limit. The rejectee doesn’t say anything or act out when the Rejecter is suffocating them, suffocating them with their presence and messages. The rejectee understands them, there for them, listens to them, cries with them but the minute the rejectee starts needing them that little bit more, the Rejector shuts the rejectee out from their life.

Completely shuts them out, pretend they don’t exist, that they have no impact or relevance to their life. Just like that. Reducing them to nothing. Nada. So again, back to the question, who is to blame? the rejectee or the Rejecter? One means, the rejectee, should have known and understood the dynamics of the relationship prior, right? Right?
Was this contract breached – did the rejectee overstep the limits and boundaries in this contract? Was clinginess and neurotic behaviours only meant for the Rejector, not the rejectee? 

Answer these questions! Was the rejectee at fault? Should the rejectee have read the contract thoroughly? The rejectee should have known this relationship was on a fixed -term basis. 
They were never permanent. 
They should have known the relationship was subjected 
only subjected to the Rejector’s terms and conditions, until the Rejector terminated the contract. Without the need of notice. 

Was the rejectee at fault? Didn’t they read all the terms and conditions? Where it clearly states, the rejectee agrees to devote their whole working time and attention to the Rejector. Doesn’t it state the rejectee’s performance and conduct will be monitored and the Rejector reserves the right to make any changes in this period?  

So, we’re all in agreement then, it must be my fault’

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It’s just not working

The formula in this calculator doesn’t make sense

We keep getting syntax ERROR

We keep pressing the <left> or <right> key

to go back to the location of the errors

To try to fix this formula

But nothing seems to work

We’ve changed the angle mode from degree to radian

We’ve put excess brackets in this formula

We’ve substituted the [(-)] function for the [-] function

We’ve removed unnecessary letter expressions

We’ve deleted unwanted memory data

We’ve re-set this calculator multiple times

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Honestly,

The most logical thing is

cancelling this formula and pressing [AC].

Allergy Disaster

So this is what happened…

Eating food that contains Chilli Powder + Skin Allergic Reaction + Hives/ Red Bumps on my lips =   ?

Hazard a guess… No lipstick for Ms. Mara 🙁

However, after undergoing an intensive lips care regiment after the initial allergic symptoms had subsided, my lips are back to new after two weeks.

If you want to know the exact lip care regiment, carry on reading!

  • Do not touch the inflamed red bumps

I know it’s difficult, trust me I know, especially as these fuckers are ON YOUR LIPS!

But the more you aggravate the red bumps; the faster it spreads; the slower the healing process and the shitter you feel – so please don’t touch. I can’t stress how important this is.

  • Hydration

When the itching has diminished and it’s not inflamed anymore ( i.e. red bumps aren’t evident only flesh coloured bumps), then the next plan of attack is hydration. Moisture really should be your best friend when dealing with dry, chapped lips. My personal favourites are coconut oil, shea butter and good old Vaseline!  The fatty acids in coconut oil ( Caprylic, Lauric and Capric) are known to reduce inflammation internally and externally. These moisturising benefits make coconut oil one of the best solutions for any type of skin conditions.

Shea Butter is next on my list. Not only is shear butter moisturising but it smooths the skin! Did you know the oleic, stearic, palmitic and linolenic acids protect the skin from drying out and aids in the skin’s natural collagen production? So make sure you grab some shea butter asap! But remember not all shea butters are created equally – they have different grades.

Grade A shea butter retains the most natural vitamins as it’s raw and unrefined. Grade B is classed as refined and Class C as highly refined (basically Class C is a shit version of B and an even shitter version of A)

Last but not least is Vaseline – this is truly a ‘wonder-woman’ jelly. It soothes chapped lips; aids in treating minor wounds like scratches and forms a protective barrier on the skin’s surface to prevent germs re-infecting the surface.

So I normally put coconut oil on my lips, followed by shea butter and then put Vaseline over the oil and butter to lock everything in.

  • Exfoliation

Only when you start to see a 75% improvement, i.e soft, less chapped and dead skin on your lips is evident, THAT’s when you exfoliate. There is no need to waste your money on a lip exfoliation kit when you can make it quickly in your kitchen. All you need is some brown or white sugar, honey and coconut oil.

Apply this softly on the lips and use a circular motion getting the product on the lips. Afterwards, use lukewarm water (or cold water if lips are slightly tender) to wash away the sugar mix.

  • Hydration

Yupp, my lovely readers – more moisture after exfoliation – pile it on!

  • Follow this routine

Routine is key for seeing any results – for example if you constantly eat well and exercise; you are bound to have a fitter physique. Likewise, constant hydration and exfoliation will put the bounce back in your lips…

If you have used this regiment to get back your luscious lips, please let me know in comments and see you in my next post.

xx