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My gender is a fucking jenny holzer truism
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I feel like a girl when I [INSERT ACTION HERE], and when I [VERB], but most of all when I'm [FILL IN THE BLANK]. » Continue Reading
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Category: Writing and Poetry
I feel like a girl when I [INSERT ACTION HERE], and when I [VERB], but most of all when I'm [FILL IN THE BLANK]. » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
the head pounds, the hand can feel it, thudding even and steady like the beat of a favorite song, too far north to be butterflies, and the fevers hot enough to melt even your iciest glare and thaw your aching heart, the throat stings and protests every word, every breath, every sound, until all that comes out is a laundry list of how ive been hurt, number one too much time on my hands, keeping ti... » Continue Reading
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its a deal we have, you and i, you dont look at our reflections on the water and i pay no mind to how the tower leans, a deal thought up in dark rooms and tired eyes, written in the language of muffled drumbeats and would be silent tears. its not easy, but someone has to do it, has to pretend not to see all our uglinesses and little rebellions, but you, you have breaching the terms of the agreemen... » Continue Reading
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a mouth with no stomach/a stomach with no maw, ache till you drop, feel the pound pound thump up to your empty chest, r » Continue Reading
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you cant catch crazy but you sure can try. sometimes i think ive been crazy since the day i was born. 3:30 on the dot. theres something rotten inside me and it wont go away, passed down generation to generation, like an heirloom or a curse, filth polished to a sheen and if you really try sometimes you can see the creeping decay in the corners of my smile or the decomposing baby teeth under my matt... » Continue Reading
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theres a gordian knot in my chest and nobodys got the sword, we all look at each other when the lights are out, accusing, and when the snow falls the rope tightens, nooses/silk pleasure/pain, and we all look at each other when the sun goes down, pleading. what do you say when theres nothing you can say, when you cant say anything, when anything that could be said is certain it will come out wrong ... » Continue Reading
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ill tell you a story, wheres its all easy and the guy gets the girl and the evil is defeated and everyone says the things theyre meant to say. you go first, heres your line, and heres your casket, and heres your vice of choice. go on. were all waiting for you. time flies when youre miserable, i know that better than anyone, the clock hates me, makes me dizzy, watch the spinning hands, match the ti... » Continue Reading
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smashed bottles, smashed mirrors, its all broken glass, who you are/who i am not, who i wish i could be/who i never will be, who i wish i wasnt, axes (axes) of symmetry, blood in the tile, obfuscate the truth, cloudy water/murky water whats the difference if it isnt clear anyway? its been so long i dont know if i can stop it, wouldnt even know where to begin, it pools and sloshes and splatters and... » Continue Reading
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blocks of ice/concrete shoes, i haunt these halls with rainwater in place of marrow weighing down my bones, waterlogged wings, sinking/falling, if icarus had the gall to dream, if icarus and daedalus were one in the same, is it self sabotage if i never meant it? troubled eye contact and rotting teeth, its hard to believe in the thaw/sun/wax when the frost brings such comfort, though shallow, thoug... » Continue Reading