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Category: Writing and Poetry
parasocial connection. buzzing your hair off in the bathroom mirror. more, more, more; skin, bone, tissue, fat. more of a handful and less to handle. what is there to see through a stained glass window? what is there to feel? what is there to prove? the clacking of keys is the sound of divinity — the taste of loneliness is as close to holiness as allowance will let you. ‘here’s my hand, there’s th... » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
even those of us with best intentions are no stranger to hubris -- you'd do well to remember this. even g-d flooded the earth, in an attempt to cleanse. you did not create this life. you simply watched it. you simply helped it. and you tried your best to give it grace; to clear a path, invite the door to swing open on its own terms. and you let a prayer slip, soft and precise, as the guilt sits. a... » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
puke up blood and fever pills, stained pink. anything to keep your hands in your pockets. you feel like a corpse on two legs. there is so much to do in this world -- so much to see; so much to consume, consume, consume. and what are you going to do with it? hungry, hungry caterpillar, don't fool yourself. you will rot in bed. and i will pretend we're all something different. all something that isn... » Continue Reading
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spring into summer and it smells like chlorine; like disgusted looks in bus stop wait-lines. like skinned knees and painful smiles and "you're fine, you're fine, you're fine." the grass is growing, the weeds blooming and flowers changing, and the sun stays up until seven-thirty now. and i am thinking that the fight is worth the fall; that the lake is worth the kelp tickling the soles of your feet,... » Continue Reading
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Category: Writing and Poetry
you want someone to cup your face in their hands. and it's not going to happen. it never has before. you hug your desk chair until it presses into the hard expanse of your collarbone; until it hits soft cartilage at the center your chest; until it feels warm and human, the smell of your own jacket and clothes a simple supplement for someone else. your eyes hurt. your eyes hurt, and tenderness is a... » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
what would you say? i’d tell him, you’re not the villain of this story. you’re not a monster — you aren’t teeth and claws, you are not the wrath of hell and heaven, you’re just a man. i’d tell him, you’re not evil. you’re not sick, nor wrong, you’re just a boy. you’re just small and afraid — and i’d tell him, you have so much time to be good. you have all the world. you just have to breathe. you j... » Continue Reading
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Category: Writing and Poetry
both and neither -- void space. i have too much and not enough; you have too much, and it's not enough. what do you call something that isn't allowed to open doors, that glides through the walls and halls like soft, pierced air? what word do you use for the kick-me sign stapled onto your back? i'm barred that access. we're stuck in this room together, me and you; you and i. "curiosity killed the c... » Continue Reading
Category: Blogging
i've been trying to add some updates to my website -- i'm using the old neocities page i had, now that i have a proper domain, like a live code demo. because i'm too lazy to figure out how to make a "real" live demo and y'know what man, work smarter not harder. who gives a fuck how i do it, if it works for me? that was aggressive. i did not get anywhere near enough sleep. anyway speaking of not ge... » Continue Reading
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Category: Writing and Poetry
memories will always be shaded in rosy hues. but i will try my hardest not to forget how my knuckles bled, or how your bones creaked against the cold brick; how the heat of aftermath plasma felt on both our skins. how the wounds healed. young & doomed, and not in the fun way. no cigarettes, no booze. the worst part of your life is the best part of your life and you will always be longing to crawl ... » Continue Reading
Category: Blogging
intrusive thoughts have been kicking my absolute ass all day -- it's nothing new, nothing special, no pity please. but, i've been trying to cope -- somewhat -- by listening to music. because it's kind of the only thing i know how to do when this happens, most of my intrusive thoughts aren't exactly the kind of thing you make art about. so! let's talk shop. most of what i've been listening to late... » Continue Reading
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Category: Writing and Poetry
you sit in your castle with your wifi-enabled walls while i count pennies and people freeze solid to sidewalks; while their faces grow blue. do you feel like a big man, covered in all that blood? have you grown numb to the way it sticks to your shoes with each step -- the way it oozes and drips off your clothes? have you coined the latest trend off how it stains your skin? is the metallic scent a ... » Continue Reading
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Category: Writing and Poetry
you want someone to hold your hands. to grip your fingers together until your palms bleed, until you come crashing through the numb you've set up for yourself. you want to heal, but you want to be alone; it's oxymoronic. you want someone to tell you they love you. » Continue Reading
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