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  • Birthday

    I’m dead with dying There is an eye I refuse to catch I was born with knowing I look and I listen and I discern I know You’ve caught my eye I’m not God But I know Tell me everything The bile and the filth and the worst, pour it All that will be left…

  • Black Party Invite

    I do not let tears well That will come later After the worst Whatever it is Always goes one way or the other There will be a ring Strangers will answer I said it’s time for tragedy And one is here Listen.

  • Tuesday

    Tuesday a day of extended anxiety “on” for the job “on” for my class and just for kicks when I’m tired enough to rest my head a phone call cancer is terminal again nothing the doctors can do six months twelve months lungsthyroidbonemarrowandmoremoremore cancer is a carnival worker smiling to my family, leering at them…

  • Just because.

    This Medicated Lady is thinking irrationally again. Irrational because. I’ve been considering a diet consisting only of those flavored ice pops especially the blue ones the ones I like the least Irrational because. No one but me looks forward to a psychotic break Irrational because. It occurred to me that I’m tired of being medicated…

  • SuckerPunch: What To Do, What To Do

    It’s happened. A continuation of a saga I thought was as over as it was going to be. Maybe it’s predictable. But the wind is knocked out of me and I feel as though my life depends on how I recover my breath. My ex-boyfriend emailed me, asking how the world was treating me. When…

  • swallow

    I swallow a deep sob because some things are best swallowed. That’s not dirty, swallowing. Take it down, your medicine. Kind words make me sad because I can feel the hard edges of them. I can feel the tenderness of my own soul, and I wish I was just a hair harder. Which makes no…

  • time spent

    bored not hurting anybody scrolling through the numbers in my phone   I saw the name had forgotten the name already was surprised it was there in my phone when she no longer is here  on earth   I pressed delete before I could think too much time spent thinking   how long will it…

  • happen

    I take a break from my guilt A night of fun with my unrequited love He’s unrequited but not really my love I need him for much bigger things Bob Seger’s voice haunts Somewhere tonight someone’s thinking back to someone who got closer   I try hard to concentrate this song is about me this…

  • Stones

    Consider it written in stone. The stone at the head of a non-descript grave at a non-descript cemetery on the outskirts of some field in the middle of nowhere. Here she lies. This is how it will go. Tomorrow, there will be tears. Tomorrow, there will be a long, sad drive home and an even…

  • Shallow Skin

    It doesn’t have to hurt for me to like the feel of shallow skin torn from deeper depths.   Not all cuticles run so deep but removal makes the edges of my being warm.   I might go to professionals who tinker and snip but I don’t wish for nails that are better kept.  …