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A response to, in conversation with, with regards to, The Entire [REDACTEDRED] of [REDAC TE DRE DACTE]

A response to, in conversation with, with regards to, The Entire [REDACTEDRED] of [REDAC TE DRE DACTE]

Long spidery clockwork orange lashes and you hate to be shushed like that by your mum or other grown-ups or anyone. And you will still not know what sex is for years, years after you did it even.

My Neighbor Likes to Kill Himself with Guns

My Neighbor Likes to Kill Himself with Guns

CW: Mentions of Suicide

to the ends of the earth

to the ends of the earth

i will take your hand. / smooth my thumb over the callouses / liver-spotted, amber nails cracked from worried teeth

My Life Has a Purpose, My Life Has a Plan

My Life Has a Purpose, My Life Has a Plan

Now he’s LA and airplanes and travels a lot. In high school Dane was “I don’t want anyone to know we’re related if you talk about church stuff” and “you can’t say that here.”

Dinner for One: An Internal Monologue

Dinner for One: An Internal Monologue

I cannot fathom sitting alone in a restaurant with a horde of costumed men breathing down my neck, pitying the lone eater, wondering how fast I will empty the table for a group of noisy jobless rich brats who would order five times more and tip a little too generously.

elegy for the walkable city

elegy for the walkable city

where do we go, where do we belong

It Girl Corpse: Or, I Cut up the National Enquirer and Turned It Into Shitty Poetry

It Girl Corpse: Or, I Cut up the National Enquirer and Turned It Into Shitty Poetry

Love At First Like / FIND TRUE LOVE / talk about sex