nor what you assume they say about me. I am the steady voice that asks them to be used. not just IN control I am control even when I consensually give it away. I am a sovereign entity, allocating all this power exactly as I see fit, boundless even when bound I am safe. IContinue reading “I am not the handcuffs on my bed post,”
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“You know you can’t be walking around looking all cute like that, getting me all worked up like this.”
As it turns out, I can. As it turns out, your being turned on is not an excuse to turn off your brain. This honestly sounds like a personal problem. This is something I don’t have to don’t want to and am not going to help you with ‘cause this is what I damn wellContinue reading ““You know you can’t be walking around looking all cute like that, getting me all worked up like this.””
Perhaps you fell in love with the idea of me.
It was my hair, wasn’t it? it accented your t-shirt at the time or your eye color, or your endless insecurities. you forgot entirely that i am a person entirely- not just a big smile, an aesthetic, some kind of misplaced manic pixie dream girl let loose in the wild for you to discover andContinue reading “Perhaps you fell in love with the idea of me.”
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!”
maybe
we are the parts of the story our mother’s never wanted us to tell each other. maybe we’re the cliff- hangers if we read close enough and if we put seashell up to our own echo maybe we’d realize how pleasant we sound too- how tide pool, how deep sea wouldn’t need necessarily to longinglyContinue reading “maybe”
when I read that the average life expectancy for someone living in the neighborhood I work is 68, I sobbed for the circles my students will likely not circle around the sun. I cried in the middle of grad class then realized what a damn privilege it is to be crying in the middle ofContinue reading
today, i’m trying
not to think about how i want to kiss you with my mouth open, and my eyes just the same. i want to not want to see you- (really see you) shiver straight out of our current context, carefully crafting a new one. wanna stop dreamin’ of a new one. Continue reading “today, i’m trying”
This is called how to chase happiness the way sadness chases you
because happiness is not something you can cross your fingers and hope for- it is something you must chase after even when your shoes are falling apart. so all puns intended this, this is a running list, as I am working on it we all are, so 1. Dissect your devastation Catalogs your concerns, surveyContinue reading “This is called how to chase happiness the way sadness chases you”
“Becoming an agent of historical change”
today my professor said there are scientific studies saying, “we are actually soft-wired to be hyper-competitive, we are more hardwired to be empathetic” as in there is this illusion that we are born brutal, born tough, born sinners, born evil this is just a falsity. this is just some cover up. this is just aContinue reading ““Becoming an agent of historical change””
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