Monthly Archives: November 2014

Growing Up

I turned slut and never looked back Just stopped listening to music And making linear thoughts connect dot-by-dot Burned my poems on men’s flesh with each bump, grind, thrust, moan, lick, squeal. My own song. lunch sounded like a good … Continue reading

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Status Quotaion

“Be nice…or whatever.” Then he ate a half a banana. And went to work. I stayed home and unthreaded the memories in his Egyptian cotton sheets. For three hours. I was getting bored so I left the door open and … Continue reading

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Bio

I. I didn’t wash my hair today. Ii. I wish I was high. But i don’t like to smoke. Iii. My fingernails are dirty 80% of the time.

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This Dude

Why are you so cute & Why do I like your eyes?

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