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My Favorite Compliment

29 Oct 201929 Oct 2019
Is when Men Tell me, "Your Feminism Exhausts Me" Like I don't know The feeling. Like Anyone Asked To try A New exercise, Their body [Tired and slack; Bulging O…
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Today I did my dishes

4 Sep 20194 Sep 2019
but it felt like, Praxis. most of my life I've succumb to manthraxis: the ideological practice of men. -- In third grade a neighborhood boy sold me my first ever…
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How to Say

14 Mar 201914 Mar 2019
When you Aren't Allowed To say Anything. Step One: Fucking don't. Do not do The saying. I swear toFucking God, If you do So Help Me. Step two: Close Your…
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Beware

13 Mar 201913 Mar 2019
The Ones Who have Never Loved themselves The way They've loved Someone else. And then, Please Love them Anyway. ----- https://open.spotify.com/track/4aCnN8VmKVqX4PnSB1Ie07?si=Ze4fyjjwSXmhp_kBU7y2oA
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You are..

24 Dec 201713 Mar 2019
dead to me like: fallen leaves in winter, pupper lying/ laying on it's back, polar bears hibernating, mimic octupi when predators lurk by; which is to say, you are not…
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The War on Tear-Her

8 Dec 201713 Mar 2019
During her 27th year, she was barely on the cusp of convincing herself hair growing from her pores and fat cushioning her skin were not terrorists. internally conflicted by media…
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Unlucky Charms

14 Jul 201731 Jul 2017
they cut you open pressed little metal charms inside between delicate folds of your vitals. "i mean these, these mean well." -- tried as a witch -- who knew, once…
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menticanic

10 Jul 2017
a racing mind can't excelerate without a course to ride on. the oil spots leak down through your veins pollute and inflame the muscles with stress. the cars must be…
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I’m In Love W/ Whiskey

5 Jul 201713 Mar 2019
Whiskey is always there for you when you need it. sometimes i could use a little warmth in my life. it slides into me gracefully no hidden expectations or motives;…
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Come Play

3 Jul 20173 Jul 2017
A sprinkler full of acid Looks just like a sprinkler. running through; the contents eat down to my bones and then some.

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