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Yesterday I thought of viruses as han solo. And my body as the death star ( Read more... )

I smash the lock with my shoulder ( Read more... )

I used the phrase lesbian vampires in conversation with my mom today.

I lie in bed
Or is it a coffin
It feels more like a coffin

Not altogether unpleasant
Just very still
I push my legs together and cross my hands

I try not to cry

I sink downwards
Hoping for a prick a poke
A tube of fluid a needle of @!#%!

Guitar riffs and movie clips
Someone singing somewhere
I would like them not to stop

The Statue Garden ( Read more... )

There is a point where self-discovery and learning becomes self-indulgence, intellectual masturbation ( Read more... )

A firework ( Read more... )

I am a broken machine.

I sit in a recliner at my parent's house in bowie. I returned yesterday, and am staying until next Friday. I am getting my wisdom teeth out Thursday, and hopefully I will see friends before Friday when I leave for Ireland with the family ( Read more... )