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  • How to Navigate Threatening Situations

    It’s not true what they said failure always an option in all life-threatening and non-life-threatening situations Prediction. If I am gazed upon by the sun, I will burn. My skin will peel. Repeat until I get skin cancer and die. That’s failure or success, depending on your life view.

  • 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.  …

  • Wrongful Yelling

    I yelled at my brother because he wronged us, because he wronged me. My aunt is suffering through cancer treatment that will most likely result in her death, but the odds being what they are and her will to live being what it is, there’s no other option. I yelled at my brother because he…

  • Answer

    For her to feel our family are vandals carving indifference into her heart Not here   She doesn’t use these exact words Where are they? The answer is exacting hissing in the air around and between us burning into the walls and branding our skin every inch words smoking notherenotherenotherenotherenotherenotherenothere

  • Found Out

    Most of the time, she fancies herself unstable but really, she is just incompetent. Really, she’s just a fraud. Really, she is just addicted to feeling sorry for herself.   Today, she would rather sit and stare at the stone-colored zipper on her fleece jacket than anything else, besides sleep. She thinks about how she…

  • 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…

  • Unfinished: The Haikus

    Haiku Poems: On What I Won’t Experience with the New Him   fingers through your hair the feel of just-mown lawn grass sparks fly with my touch   so you want to go back Japan is lovely I hear no more me to see

  • Burned Nothings

      burned cookies     are nothing to burned fingers are nothing to burned egos are nothing to burned feelings are nothing to burned beings are nothing to you