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Another wakeful night.
6 Visual Poems
They talk over me, even in my dreams, ’til I’m nearly bursting at the seams.
The Ultimate Self-Effacement
Here in Heaven the clouds are perfectly white, the sky is perfectly blue, and the light is unequivocally divine
Cult Kid
We arrived in the town after six days of driving. My dad, my brothers, my mom, me, and my dad’s older boyfriend & younger boyfriend.
We’re Faking It But We’ll Never Make It
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We’re Faking It But We’ll Never Make It
I’ve been on that site for just over a year, to promote the first essay he wrote for me to own. I followed
Lying the Truth
One of the happiest days of my life occurred during the Winter of 1973.
Spoiler
You’d considered skipping your usual meet-up with Buddy tonight.
Red, White, and Black Make Off-Shades of Amber
The more a death-rock girl’s structural integrity crumbles, the heavier she applies her foundation.
Blue Rings
The boat is not large, but there are four people in it. One of them is me; the other three are making a movie.
The One We All Live In
Brennan is drunk.