Apr
27
you wouldnt be so ugly if you didnt document it --
Feb
25
on my hands and knees, seeking life.
blinking against the floorboards
Dec
6
drake’s wheelchair antics alienated an entire white race.
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there were no roses on the nightstand this time. she rolled up her skirt to reveal the bruise in the shape of an anvil. i fell to my hands and knees and began to sweat and blink my eyes. owl pellets we dissected in sixth grade, and we didn’t find rat bones and skulls, but we found something else. she iced both wounds.
it’s that time of night, baby. the slow dance
Dec
2
distances between humans, distances between desire
Nov
27
you’ll ruin my life
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