If you missed Kate Tempest’s BBC performance of Let Them Eat Chaos, you can watch it on the BBC iPlayer. Let Them Eat Chaos is a long form poem accompanied by excellent beats that combine to create an intimate atmosphere. This is what poetry is all about. Pure expression. Kate Tempest is a spectacular spoken word poet, writer and rapper. Her new album Let Them Eat … Continue reading Kate Tempest – Let Them Eat Chaos
My latest poem Autopsy of a Woman is up on Spillwords.com Go check it out and if you like it don’t forget to give it a star or five! Moxie McMurder Burn the Witch Art Continue reading New Poem Up On Spillwords!
I am the girl who touches the hot stove I speak in volumes considered uncouth I have scars and bruises and secrets and an honesty that blisters my lips I have stolen I drink and smoke and I enjoy myself I swear like a wounded sailor And people would say that I behaved just like the boys Ignoring my femininity This girl can hold her … Continue reading The Completion of Girl
My new poem A Glamour of Bones is up on Honeysuckle Magazine! Trigger Warning – eating disorders Big thank you to Tracy S Sydor for allowing me to use one of her photographs for this piece. Continue reading New Poem on Honeysuckle Magazine
Enemies are my speciality You’re nothing special Just another name One of several My shit list grows by the day I know it in my gut I’ve battled worse than you You didn’t make the cut Not worth the ink But I have plenty to spare Just ready to spill For the nemesis rare ~ Moxie McMurder Burn the Witch Art Continue reading Not Worth the Ink
Stab me with pins And bind my hand Stitch mystery lips I don’t give a damn The winds are changing You dream of blood Prophecies in your nightmares Of you dragged through the mud These things you have done Will haunt you forever No salt can protect you Your lifeline’s been severed ~ Moxie McMurder Burn the Witch Art Continue reading Do Your Worst
You want to start a fire This relationship has become a tinderbox A spark is all it needs Smouldering Angry Words spilled starting fires And you fan the flames It’s doing well but I burn brighter Combustible I explode with a fierceness you never expected Blistered lips From the words I speak There is no water here and my fire catches the wind Turning our … Continue reading Incendiary