Sylvie Hill

The Distance I Need I am above the city In my home in a tall building. Walking a tightrope, on edge Noisy traffic below on city streets Does not bring me peace I cringe, Needing Wakefield trees Waking with birds Sound of leaves I am above this city: Isolated. I am above the city In […]

The Ferryman’s Pipe They may call me a Masochist. But who brings you treasures like this? From the bottom of the river floor from the South Bank of London, Amidst the big pile of rubble of rocks and used condoms He walked and crushed them Saying “you can find lots of stuff like clay pipes,” […]

Si So I’ve Washed My Hands Of Us. Cairo, you’re hot as fuck! I saw you laid back On your back With a banana on your shirt Wanted to crawl up from your knees Past your belt To your face And lay on top you in the dirt. Cairo, you’re hot as fuck! Enigmatic smile […]

This Is What Guys Have Done When you make excuses to not get to yoga Cause your pedicure’s old, heels cracking, He lifts your legs, and creams your feet: This is what guys have done. When you couldn’t find anything to wear For the dinner party with his bosses He takes you to your closet […]

I Am A Woman, Growing Old And I woke up one day And I was old. The skin on my chin: pulled like a baggy scrotal sac on him. Sagged, like the labia between her legs Raggy, like his inner 47 year-old elbow folds. Old. We are getting Tired and less tight. The hairs on […]

Old School Beaver Oh, don’t kid yourself! I’ve got slinky panties. They’re just not practical to travel with To Bloomsbury: London’s Center of Academics Education and Medicine. Screw Dalston! I am a nerd. Oh, don’t kid yourself. I am expressive in sex. I just don’t show it with a stranger In Bloomsbury: Telling me I’m […]

The Real Villain. I say one funny thing about a pick-up line He gets mad, says: “I don’t tell you mine!” In person, I keep it platonic. He spends the time telling me how he likes it. I post news of having published a book of sexy stories He starts Tweeting that I must be […]

You’ve Got The Ugliest Eyes. When I told her that he asked me to hold him Then said, “But don’t tell anyone I asked that, please” And I cuddled him in my arms like a baby He was 31, you made the ugliest eyes I’ve ever seen. When a man fixed my knapsack, hiking And […]

Hot, Sexy Dali “When’s the last time you had sex?” he asked. I cocked my head, stared at the passing red double-deckers He laughed, said: “If you have to think about it It’s been too long!” he cried! “Who broke up with who?” he questioned. I cocked my head, looked up at the London sky […]

Annexed That’s right: hide that bald man’s eyes! Prepare to take him away now: He’s the culprit but don’t tell anyone his name. You will know him from the trail of his women The ones he rates as sevens Unless they’ve got great tits, then it’s 8.9 and sometimes 11. I’ve been annexed, taken over […]