My thighs are black and blue from where I hit them Hyperventilating and out of control in the bathroom I didn’t care what the girl in the green hijab thought when I slammed open the door- Momentarily I didn’t care that I made her jump- I locked myself in the stall. And now I’m black … Continue reading Black and Blue
Category: Prose
Phage
I had this dream once, shortly after you left. I dreamt we were lost in some alley somewhere, taking pills and counting lines to sleep. I lost you somewhere along the way- walked all over the place trying to reach you; and when I found you, lying there, curled up in the dark, I just … Continue reading Phage
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I don’t want to forget the night you used your sweater to wipe the powder that had nestled on the inside of my nose away and I sat at your feet and I cried and you ran your fingers through my hair
Sometimes I wish I never existed.
So that none of the things that have happened to me, happened to me. So he could never fuck me up. Or him. or him,
Everybody drives a Scion
I can’t do this. I miss your orange door when the sun creeps in, And your dog on your shoulder like he doesn’t even care, You couldn’t wait to dye your hair pink, I couldn’t wait to see it 61 photos in my trash can I add, un- add, delete, cry Only you could console … Continue reading Everybody drives a Scion