Jeffrey Ellinger

The Last Wishes Of A Dying Author

What you’ll do then, have your conquests read your beautiful fiction about making smoothies or your blog posts about 7 Things That Make You Realize You Are Not Quite An Adult But Almost And How You Are Falling Out Of Love With Her Because You Are Just Twenty After All. Have them read these crucial words in front of a camera

I’d Like To Try Again As A Baby Bird

I wish I didn’t have a phone, like a baby bird. I wish I didn’t have bills, like a baby bird. I wish I never thought about how many social media followers I had, like a baby bird.

20 Paragraphs Of Lies

When I said we weren’t right for each other because we argued too much, that was a lie. We argued too much because we weren’t right for each other.

The Song I Sing

We go to parties and laugh when we get home, falling on top of each other with a rawness we love.

A History Of Everything

First, a thing floating through infinity. There is nowhere it is not, and nothing it can not do.

30 Posts I Never Blogged

5. ‘Who Is The Most Attractive Hipster Essayist?’– Molly Young v Megan Boyle v Sloane Crosley and so on