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  • Fog

    Tonight I break my silence. This is my open letter to you. You will always be remembered as a vapor the heat-wet rising to fog the mirrors, blurring distinction: When I looked at myself in the mirror, I saw you, too. But that’s not true I saw a mirage and what I wanted to see…

  • Girl with Bad Attitude Crossing the Street

    Here’s a technique they use: In a perfect world, what would happiness, togetherness, the best date ever, etc. look like? Maybe the question helps some people, but it pisses me off. 1) Before I can even begin to answer the question, I have to imagine a perfect world, which is such a huge issue I…

  • Hag/Fag I

    Being a fag doesn’t seem that hard what’s discrimination to you what’s civil rights to you don’t you care too much about your red vests and purple stripes the gel in your hair, the lotion on your skin walking in high heels like sissy boys queerflies the unnatural the unwanted the disembowed the goddamned Group…

  • Mean Me

    Oh, I hope he responds. It’s true. I’m anticipating a fight. I’m anticipating starting and fanning the flames of a fight. It’s entertainment. Plus, he’s just some guy. I have been used in most of my relationships with men (not all), so why shouldn’t I use some guy who wants me to be someone I’m…

  • Going

    Listen I’m tired of her I’m tired of hearing her I’m tired of seeing her   Since she’s on her way to good health or on her way to not-so-bad health   Her complaining and her refusals are symptoms of a petulant child I have no patience for   Since she’s going anyway I wish…

  • Overdue

    Due warning: this is NOT a creative or funny post. Unless you want to be subjected to paragraphs and paragraphs of endless venting and bitching, go ahead and move on to someone else’s blog and come back here soon. I adore you, dear reader; I just have issues that the medication is not smothering at…

  • Not as Good as the Previous Poem

    Life is meandering and stupid Let’s get to the fucking punchline already Let’s laugh at everyone else and pretend none of the pretention applies to us Let’s point and stare at all the idiots Let’s be above them Let’s ruin our days, years, lives and never know what for or why or how come Let’s…

  • To My Dearest, Part 2

    *Written by emerging poet extraordinaire, Straight Up Carol To my dearest. Fuck you for leaving me.  I actually loved you.  I actually loved you and that is why I am hurting so much even now after all this time. You seem to be doing fine and I am still openly hurting. Fuck you for not…

  • fuckball

    It’s like learning any other new behavior or cognition. It’s the same as learning relaxation techniques or to challenge cognitive distortions. Anyone will tell you, these things take time, you’ll have setbacks, the thing is to keep at it. Okay, fine. So it’s hard to it when shit goes down because I feel as though…

  • Wish-less

    If I wished at all I would not wish you well I’d wish for hell For you to burn And turn fitful In your waking and night dreams I’d wish for your demise That if you couldn’t be happy with me You couldn’t be happy at all I’d wish for your joy to be extinguished…