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The Trigger is stuck.
I've always meant to write about that goofy look on your face. It was like Mickey Mouse on crack- HUGE eyes (and I thought I look like a stoner when I grin like that...), mouth stretched too thin. Cartoonish. Japanese children babbling in the background, a stranger sitting five feet away, and another person I thought I knew (who later became a ( Read more... ) -
Farewell Lover.
I wonder if you can feel my stomach tremble and turn when I can't breathe from the drowning, the salt of my body cinching me to this enveloping liquid madness ( Read more... ) -
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Una notte, camminerò nuda fuori durante una tempesta. Permetterò la pioggia e la grandine mi batere. Dai lividi, dai sangui, dai dolori - il mio corpo si scoglierà e la mia anima nascerà di nuovo ( Read more... ) -
Oh, who will render in our tongue, A real update.
I want to be a man so badly sometimes. To have their beauty, their strength, to know how they feel bodily from within instead of without ( Read more... ) -
Bibliophilia and a Vision of Heaven
The street winds labyrinthine before me. I push forwards, through walls of salt-sweet, ghostly mist, as though through the silvered and sea-starred cloaca of a gasping ocean girl ( Read more... ) -
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i'm always a little sad when company leaves. each visitor takes away a little something that we shared during the visit- laughs are canned up and anecdotes packed away until next time. our once free-flowing conversations will be replaced with morse code spurts of information. dit dit diiiiit dit diiiiit dit dit ( Read more... ) -
Change
I was in bed last night, falling asleep, and suddenly it hit me. I understood completely why I have always felt the urge to move forward; why I have never been comfortable in the corners I've carved out for myself. The universe is telling me about the change I'm being directed to bring out ( Read more... )
