face kicks. life licks.

The past week-ish hiding in the forest immensely helped my head. The roughly 14 days that led up to this particular stint was head spinning to say the least. A lot of life-culling has been taking place behind the scenes. Regardless of consciously projecting love to whatever's around me at any given time, I keep a small click close. When I'm not deliberately breaking my phone, there's usually about six numbers in it. It's not that I'm...

let me love you

he had these long legs and blue eyes and i immediately complied with a completely. please could you possibly keep me? hold this disheartened heart that holds anything close. that comes with this imperfect perfection. and while i acted like nothing was happening. these me. these w- om(e)an? this complexity of per- haps. like it might have happened. and these keep on going and go- ing… and… let me. love you.

left out verse

Left (out) Verse The problem they have is that I never (lose faith) Care about. This bullshit. Promise. Like a man (LOL) will do better; When he is simply a piece of a list… In a westernly indépendant age I accept all U.S. “men” (our) are women; But I still wish I could meet a real “man” - Even though I can succumb to even… Put on a facade to appease the “clan”? When I look up, I only. See heaven. Bound. Please. My life is...

guardia di attraversamento

guardia di attraversamento abbiamo detto tutti quella due di noi incontrato sulla 5th Avenue in New York città. non l'ha fatto. mai - no. siamo stati... entrambi dicendo. bugie dall'inizio: always together... quando ha lasciato proprio quando Rimasi sola... al centro. crossing guard we told everyone that the two of us met on 5th avenue in new york city. he did not. ever - no. we were… both telling. lies from the start: sempre insieme… when...

seraphic tumbling

seraphic tumbling The weather turns cold and brown. Eyes shift blue. I’m looking up. No longer at the ground. (Blue like the sky, not bark and sap - like you…) Beyond false touch or falsity of sound; This is me. Closed. You once k(n)ew me - unwound. My strings now tightened to an unknown tone. (For you to explore? While my wrists were bound?) Playing my song in the moonlight - alone. Cowards watch screens while the brave ones hit streets. I...

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