poetry A/S/L? 30 May 202030 May 2020 One ofThe firstmostIntimateThings I recollectGrowing upWas onceI fell andScrapedMy kneeOn somepavement And thisNeighborhoodBoy Who I wasBest friends withAt the time Took meInto hisGarage, Pulled outHisFirst aid, And appliedA band-aidTo my…
poetry Instead Of men 20 Apr 2019 I’ve Taken to Another Unnourishing Consumption: Tapioca Bubbles. I drive Nearly An hour To chew Them up And swallow Them down. They’re Never As good as Anticipated. Unfulfillingly, Their empty…
poetry Nobody 10 Jun 201710 Jun 2017 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…
poetry Backdoor Blues 4 Jun 20174 Jun 2017 You checked on my door expanding With heat. i could make you wooden door in the summer time, but I didn't kiss you. -- you were leaving and said, "so…
poetry Toxicity Didn’t Kill Me 29 May 20176 Jun 2017 i remember it looked like a smashed strawberry when the gynecologist pryed the tampon out of me. I was a 20 year old Raped in my childhood bedroom by a…
poetry paper thin building 23 Apr 201722 May 2017 the couple that live below me having loud sex was the alarm this morning. i turn music on to drown out the woman moans and furniture clanking. | | |…
poetry PACKAGED PLAINLY in which sexuality is a production 20 Apr 201722 May 2017 since call out i have been rehearsing for this role. show, me. remind me we are built of friction; rubbed and grinded alive. -- perform your frustrations on me center…
Uncategorized 10 reasons Why 9 Apr 20179 Apr 2017 "for too long has the female body been conditioned to mute and edit itself for the male gaze. for instance, it is unlady-like to admit releasing in all forms from…
poetry the Brooklynian Joneseses 9 Apr 201722 May 2017 the fifty-something couple below me have more [loud] sex than me. they have accents, smoke cigarettes, and I hate them. [tho maybe, they are something-like happy.] -- I, late twenty-something…
