less Christmas light, less cotton candy chemicals, less whatever science calls the shit makes me smile an hour wide for two weeks until there is nothing but now. There is nothing now, my lips, a tightrope, so good at their job- they never bow. This is my personal science. It doesn’t feel good so IContinue reading “This week, my body releases less-“
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Maybe we don’t wear chain link but are still clad in defenses too heavy to hold.
This is how we human:
I. build homes of others until we realize how this does not serve us. II. construct shaky foundations born out of a lack of survival skills. III. forget to forgive ourselves for not learning the aforementioned survival skills sooner. IV. learn that roofs above our own heads come first. V. forgive and get on withContinue reading “This is how we human:”
Are you bored?
Do you wish you looked more like how you do in your dreams or how you did in your childhood visions of your full-grown self? Do you need someone to hear your thoughts and smile at them from time to time so that you know you’re a real boy? Boy, do I have something forContinue reading “Are you bored?”
There will be times where your gentle does not make sense to them.
Be soft anyways. When they don’t see you as Phoenix, when they just see you as ash, when your tears are floodgates you wish you would’ve learned how to operate ages ago and you can’t stop spitting “I’m sorry”s like sunflower seed shells. There will be entire decades that you apologize for yourself for aContinue reading “There will be times where your gentle does not make sense to them.”
Premenstrual dysphoric disorder is a thing with limbs
that wakes worried and walks woeful rolls in after half a months absence then melts me millimeter by millimeter to my mattress to make sure I know just how flat I am. It tried to get me to stay home today to put my mouth on mute today It tells me this poem is bullshit,Continue reading “Premenstrual dysphoric disorder is a thing with limbs”
Congratulations!
You’ve won a some expenses paid trip to the land of adulthood- lifetime supply of responsibility, reflection and potential redemption included. peace of mind sold separately. sense of purpose and self sold separately. patience sold separately. most everything sold separately. some assembly required. (or a lot of assembly required) level of assembly required dependent onContinue reading “Congratulations!”
you can’t leave a mirror
the first time you really see your reflection realness, alive in awe and echo and everything you are. you can’t fly away from a fire that flies you forward like fruit flies towards tangerine you are light like love that kaleidoscope kisses you kindly and kicks you kindly like a kite in a climate itContinue reading “you can’t leave a mirror”
while the world continues to prove it is on fire,
while the budgets get slashed and those with the most privilege try to tell us what we should care about i want to remind you that a room of scholars coined a class ground rule that we will never call the president by his first and last name.they call him Donald Duck, they call himContinue reading “while the world continues to prove it is on fire,”
On teaching a relatively young dog (who is the oldest she has ever been in her defense) new tricks:
I’m always thinking about Sundays about 11:59 pm about things ending about time and how it’s just a social construct and how even if it is just a social construct it’s still totally tripping me up all the damn time. I’ve got a handful of plans about everything (at any given instance) and I can easilyContinue reading “On teaching a relatively young dog (who is the oldest she has ever been in her defense) new tricks:”
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