Met a guerrilla playboy 27 years ago when all that I wanted was to be free Of the religion and rules that I was raised on and he ended up taking advantage of me Why do you like him my grandma asked He hasn’t even gone to school! I had no answer that I could … Continue reading Empty Tub of Vick’s VapoRub
Dearest Guru, I can see you now; raggedy red disheveled beard tickling your chest hairs- bald on top like the minute you were born, a little thin and sorrowful, eyes only bright from tears, furrowed brows, a barely noticeable slump in your shoulders, the worries of the world clawing your brain to shreds. I love … Continue reading Dearest Guru
Whatever the traumatic brain injury is that causes me to be obsessed with every little microbe about you I want to swallow the sickness whole… I know that whatever stroke I endure because of this impairment coursing through me that there is no survival- it will eventually and maliciously destroy my very essence- but I … Continue reading TBHQ
I woke up twice before the alarm to pee Ignored the first alarm but still ended up before the sun It was muggy but for whatever reason I never check the weather so I didn’t put on as much deodorant as I should have and felt funky most of the day. I was inspired though … Continue reading That one Bangles’ Song
Well now. Great tidings and many blessings blah blah blah… pfft, I don’t even know if you use this e-mail address anymore. Doesn’t matter really, I just miss talking to you. I feel like I have been in Ohio forever. I feel like I have come here to die and was unaware. I’m fighting the … Continue reading Confessions of Black Brigitte Nielsen
I never thought that I would miss your lying ass but I do a little bit. I miss going places with you and acting a complete ass and getting totally trashed and somehow knowing that I would make it home safely because of you. I miss the fact that you don’t mind being a freak … Continue reading Ruminated Rubbish
I hope that you never know what it feels like to not truly matter to anyone- At the moment I’m just throwing shit at the wall to see what sticks- Nothing does. I need a category for comfort Commit to one. Label me. I’m fine with nothing. Nothing is familiar. Say, you’re nothing to me. … Continue reading Empty Junk Drawer at a landfill near Yellow Springs
