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I don’t consider myself esoteric or mystical, but while tidying my desk I found a little square
sticker with just the number 8 on it; I think it fell off the new t-shirt I was
See, I’m too stupid to write a poem.
Remember when I said this, that afternoon by the lake
in our purple & yellow short shorts,
His breath smells like spliff and orange juice and peanut butter. It’s delicious.
Levi’s High
My moods as blue
as these lake hues
Ass still looks hot in this
double denim though,
so fuck yous
Swatting flies
On my thighs
in the desert
Amor
Bouchon
Steak
At last, I texted him the truth: I have bipolar disorder. I’m in a hypomanic episode. I’m really not feeling well, I can’t stop crying. I’m sorry, I’m really sorry...
Revelers in various stages of undress, semi-dress, drag and fetishistic extravagance frolicked, tripping out on the music and their collective naughtiness.
That’s when she asked me if you were still part of our family.
I watched the Fassbinder film.. half in English, half in German..
I had no doubt my husband’s depression was the authentic article, just as I had no doubt that he used this depression irresponsibly, as leverage, a venal tactic, to flatter himself and defuse criticism and basically get every last fucking thing he wanted.
i am the leader, the captain, the general of my troops, and yet it doesn’t matter much to me whether i win or lose.
She underlined the quote, “Anything can happen in life, especially nothing.”
It’s impressive, I thought, to meet a person like this, but then if you make an effort to face the world then this is just the kind of thing that happens to you. I wondered if my clever friend was thinking the same.
I imagine the letter got stuck somewhere in the desert, and some camel ate it.
still, there was so much salt
in so many wounds
My recent ex was extra, but in a way I couldn’t quite explain. Sure, she had all the traits of a malignant narcissist but so does almost everyone I know.
life got stuck under the wheels and desire’s language smacked into cliché, death came as Chet Baker crooning love, almost blue
I had a dream where
I found a way to look at your
Instagram through one of those hilarious
Nebulas
Dreams
Afford, wrapped tightly with a regal
I recently started my third year of university. In my first year, I lived in the dorms and got acquainted with the people who just so happened to be experiencing their Firsts at the same
All I have every week is nothing but free time but I won’t tell the twenty-one-year-old that.
People come to you asking how to behave under certain conditions.
In Morocco, a long time ago, I was orphaned.
the movement of our bodies had rubbed the edges of my right knee completely raw.
