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  • He Thinks, She Thinks: More on Bitterness

    If I weren’t so self-involved, I’d ask you how you were. I’d ask you how you feel about the stimulus package and Oprah and landscaping and your family. I’d remember your birthday, and I’d say, Happy Birthday. I’d recognize you as someone not to be stepped on, someone worthy of common decency.   As it…

  • On Loss

    I think I may have lost my mojo. I’m almost sure I had it at one point. I think I might have been sexy once. Way back, last summer, maybe. The most alluring thing about me now is my side bang, which hangs ever so seductively in my face and sometimes gets in my eye,…

  • Prelude, Destiny is Bullshit

    This is how it’s destined to go.   You’ll be a little stale but crunchy and sweet You’ll leave an aftertaste that demands more of you I’ll open you up almost immediately and spill your contents forth I’ll pull my hair back lick my lips take a bite roll you around in my mouth savoring…

  • 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…

  • Disconnect

    So he’ll be leaving soon when he’s been gone all along.   For a flash of a second, someone turned the blaring overhead lights on when I had painstakingly taken measures to make sure the room was dim.   Low lighting hides all flaws or at the very least, softens them. What’s seen in starkness…

  • 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…

  • Months Later, In Response

    I remember what you said about falling in love before I knew what was happening.   New loves without embodiment aside from my imagination.   The most fulfilling part of dreaming is before you wake up.   Let me sleep for a bit longer.

  • Games I Don’t Like to Play

    If I took you on confronted you with what I want would you want the same?   I’m in a maze and I’ve forgotten that if you trace your path along one side of the maze, you can find your way out. How do I remember? What wall is there to cling to?   Oh,…

  • Pay Later

    And just like that the wind shifts The future is futile I’m in the now now now Wanting what I can get Even if the supply is limited And the offer running out I’m ordering now Paying later

  • 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