Monthly Archives: April 2014

Haikuku 17

follicle fragments black straw strewn under the foot ashes blown to wind … she had five more years filled, no doubt, with much glamour smells of gardenias … pockmarked pores shining in the western sun as I sharpen the big … Continue reading

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So fashion

The 90s are currently flying high, but in about 6 years the 2000s will be the height of vintage chic. Let that wash over you. Baby I’ma do right and break out those old UFO pants.

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Haikuku 16

pacific shadow and I can’t see past the day you peppered with gray … neptune is destined follows closely, choking me with magic whimsy … this desk isn’t me heading bobbing like a balloon bulbous sky magnet

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Haikuku 15

I love you, shithead bone crushing, soul stompingly I want it to hurt … you’re my petri dish filthy, fancy-free fuckface damp diseased dreamboat … assholes aren’t magic but they do think they’re special I guess we all do

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pact

We used to have a suicide agreement. If one of us was to go, the other was required to follow shortly thereafter. We couldn’t bear the thought of spending a few days, let alone eternity, apart. When he left me, … Continue reading

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Haikuku 14

the ocean haunts me hot pavement mimics hot sands in this landlocked state … i remember your unique scent. tiny breezes bring it all back now … sending love and light to counter the green monster residing inside  

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cyanide

toss me up and turn me around treading constantly limbs burning grab my dirty face and slip your cyanide tongue in my ear tall tales of money and promise and I laugh and laugh stack those blocks to the ceiling knock … Continue reading

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Your Introversion Doesn’t Make You Special

How about the internet ceases to bombarb us with the constant onslaught of introvert glorification posts? I’m looking at you, Buzzfeed. The people who pen these inane articles, hiding away inside their rooms with a hunk of cheese (omg I’m just sooo … Continue reading

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shrooms

I felt like I was on mushrooms when I was with him. That’s the most accurate way I can put it. My colors were more vibrant, my empathy was off the charts, and the world just seemed fanciful and light. … Continue reading

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Haikuku 13

moving molecules continuously evade my jittery hands … don’t be so callous I hoped and wished and waited only to form crust … drink my liquid force ornate glassware held bubbling brew they chased it with coke … when I turned … Continue reading

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