I Need Feminism Because Peeping Tom

The peeping tom has taken up running or biking whatever it is that requires two-piece spandex body suits and frequenting my coffee shop since I moved. — when I feel his eyes on me staring as I sit at my table, or staring as I enter from a walk; I would rather take an orangepeeler…

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Somber Sobriety

My brain wakes up and cries for the death of its living baby. so used to hurling ourselves [booze] down the hatch, the still afterwake unscathed is surreal; like crying when happy, our system malfunctions.

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Spinster

short-shorted piggy-bunned riding that baby blue bike through the grass fronts of small business and edges of town on a monday day. — no one knows you’re 27. pedophiles eye you, suspiciously, that you know how traffic functions.

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Addiction: Middle Management of Capitalism

exertion charred lungs feel good after branding, though spin class is actual hell. endorphins, you are not booze or coffee, but you are okay [for now] — suddenly there is so much more to do. Not addiction constrained to certain locations everywhere is a place to be; my body, unhooked from IV free to explore.…

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“oh, They Must Be Masturbating”

My actual thought if I see someone is: -sitting alone with sunglasses on in a parked car at any park, -sitting alone in a hotel hottub, -me, -peewee herman. — i just left a sweat mark on a brick wall, a brick mark on a sweat back, and not even from anything fun.

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Nobody

Craves a fucking salad. chop me up and throw me into your mouth, crunch down on me and swallow eating me will not nourish you [but that isn’t what you’re going for] sweetheart, i will not make you beautiful but you will love me for it. — Crisp

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Lucid Transcendence

last night i visited an empty version of my apartment, where the walls were lined with of shelved burning candles. i was translucent; the everything and nothing of me. i walked outside, testing this newfound form by possessing a woman’s body. — but,you still recognized me. we wandered through town, made out publicly, and nobody…

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a Doctor about a patient

“Her body just stopped working” the doctor continued, “Sometimes, when you’ve got bad enough depression and anxiety, your intestines grow in on themselves and kill you slowly.” “It doesn’t really matter what kind of lifestyle you decide to take or what kind of precautionary levels you strive to uphold, you will inevitably die of -excruciatingly-…

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daily prompt: controversy

contrary to United States legal and popular belief, my bodily agency should -never be [religiously or otherwise] ordained away from me. — Controversy

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clean: daily prompt

How does one Clean A body Defiled Within it’s Own shower? Where Is Then Safe To clean Him Off?–out? Of you? — Clean

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