Mat Capper.

On Your Own

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by Mat Capper Tell me what you seen Was it a dream? Was I in it? Life seems so obscene Until it's over Who knows? For most people putting their hands into a fire would result in not repeating that same behaviour. For me I couldn’t help but keep getting burnt. My fire was alcohol. I’m a well educated man, whatever that means. I attended … [Read more...] about On Your Own

“My Name is Tim”

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by Mat Capper ‘I wake up with a jolt. I’m covered in sick and I’ve pissed myself. The sick is still running down my cheeks and around the back of my neck. I can taste it in my mouth. I turn my head slowly and clear my throat. My legs are shaking and every muscle in my body feels like its going into spasm. The mattress is soaked with a combination … [Read more...] about “My Name is Tim”

Driving Chomo

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                        by Mat Capper ’Your Imagination will be fired.’ In late 2003 a friend of mine told me that the organisers of Liverpool’s ‘Writing on the wall’ festival were planning to bring Noam … [Read more...] about Driving Chomo