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What Good Are You?
Category: Writing and Poetry
I look into your eyes and see nothing but pupils. In his I saw life, love and desire. When your skin touches mine, I don’t feel any warmth, and if anything, I just your feel sweat. I thought it was supposed to feel good, being in someone’s arms, but when i’m in yours I just want to push you away. I don’t know why I let you, it’s not like I like it, and it’s not like I like you, but being alone is ... » Continue Reading
Don’t Pull My Underwear, Ben
Category: Writing and Poetry
You feel cruel, Ben I just want to drink, I just want to feel I don’t want your hands on me I don’t want to do what you want to do I don’t want anything with you You have no warmth, Ben I just want to sleep, I just want to dream I don’t want your body on mine I don’t want your touch Won’t you just beat it? You make me sick, Ben I just want to feel pretty, I just want fake love » Continue Reading
The Leech That Hangs Onto Mr.Banks
Category: Writing and Poetry
Mr.Banks wakes up to the same feeling every morning. Gnawing, chewing, blood-sucking, there is nothing more that he expects the minute he opens his eyes. The leech drains him, morning to night. It lays on the floor, hanging onto the skin of his forearm. Mr.Banks rises from his bed, and as he drags the leech from the floor, and the leech drags his forearm down. Mr.Banks has lived like this for an... » Continue Reading
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The Peel
Category: Writing and Poetry
Do I deserve to burn too? I don’t like the smell of burning flesh smells like overcooked pig Am I a pig? My wrists hurt I don’t like doing bad things I don’t like seeing my skin peel It burns really bad But I think you’d want me to burn too » Continue Reading
Feeling
Category: Writing and Poetry
Why is my body weak? Why does my heart hurry? Why do my legs ache? Why are my eyes blurry? Why does my throat sting? Why do my arms burn? Why am I so thin? Why does it all hurt? I don’t know Why don’t you? I don’t care Why don’t you? Do you like the way it feels? That, I do Do you still bare to feel it? That, I don’t I do not bar » Continue Reading
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John Is Beautiful
Category: Writing and Poetry
Mary knows that John is beautiful John is very beautiful John has eyes that sing like sirens And hair like lavender hill gardens Mary knows that John is beautiful Anyone would see he is very beautiful John talks with a voice sweet like sugar And lips pointed like the reddest rose Mary knows that John is beautiful Anne-Marie thinks John is beautiful too John is beautiful even with Anne » Continue Reading
an old poem
Category: Writing and Poetry
3/15/22, I wrote this on paper years ago, but I thought i’d share it » Continue Reading
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The First Touch Of John And Mary
Category: Writing and Poetry
John thought touch was utterly disgusting. John feared, ached, and hated that feeling of touch. He pained it, and would beat it down to the depths of his head. John wanted to forget it. Mary despised just as much as John did. You’d find it odd, both people who hated that feeling, confide in one another during the night. Mary turned to John, who laid facing her. John never could sleep as easily Ma... » Continue Reading
Jack Nasty
Category: Writing and Poetry
I like to play pretend. I lay in bed, and pretend i’m on the highest hill. I pretend the blood that i’ve sat in for hours, is soft green grasses, fuzzing on my skin. I pretend the ringing in my ears, as early bird blue jays. I pretend my brittle nails are tiny colony ants, looking for crumbs amongst the cool dirt. I pretend my dirty clothes are soft wool blankets, decorated with pretty patterns. I... » Continue Reading
Notes on “The Walrus” V1
Category: Writing and Poetry
For a while now, I’ve been devoting half of the time in my head to a novel. I came up with the story “The Walrus” nearly a year ago, and since then, it’s been the one thing I’ve been dreaming to publish one day. Unfortunately, as my life turns to its end, I’m afraid I’ll never be able to finish to novel as I planned. So, I decided to share all the notes and ideas I’ve been taking since I started t... » Continue Reading
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Candy
Category: Writing and Poetry
My eyes are dots of chocolate fudge My hair is strands of bitter licorice My blush comes from strawberry cake My legs are candy canes My fingers are rows of sour belts My tongue is chewed up chewing gum My ears are filled with jellybeans My blood is sweet hot cherry pie My bones are sugar taffy My body tastes like lollipops My body is a lollipop And i’m scared to get licked » Continue Reading