I quit smoking. A lot like I quit you a few days back. I still remember the day you held my fingers and slipped one of your king-sizes between them; lighted it as I watched you in awe. You asked me to breathe it in. In silent acquiescence I closed my eyes and felt the cool air […]
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Step one, is rudimental Yet fundamental, establish yourself As the authority, an epitome of Power, and wisdom, but proclaim Your approach as egalitarian. Step two, an extension of the first, Enforce upon me weakness, inferiority And fetters, but do it with subtlety, So that when I sob, and you attribute Tears with what you’ve attributed […]
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Smoking and kissing are two things I don’t take lightly I kiss hard, hazardously I kiss attacks, bruise, draw blood I kiss making sure you won’t forget me I smoke with chimney lungs I smoke deliciously, savoring each inhale I smoke so close to the butt my lips burn Want your lips to burn? […]
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These days feel as if they are always. Since that year, I feel I have seen everything As if through the diligent eyes of God, Dilated with diabolical dissent, Callous in the knowing that Half my friends are criminals, And the rest are vapid souls, Mellow, dramatic, decaffeinated or high, Anarchist academics, Dreaming of new colours, new […]
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i. basically everything fell apart and that was fine or whatever but now it’s kind of hard to breathe and it’s kind of hard to be a person and maybe some people can live like this and feel alright but i don’t think i can ii. the thing is i have been living like this […]
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Whenever I think I’ve moved on, I realize that I am the ghost haunting my own body. I keep finding his name inked, hidden in the corners of my skin, tucked behind my ear, under my tongue, in the crook of my knee. If I hold someone too close, his name rubs off. In photographs, […]
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Suicide lives with me. She sleeps in the same room, kicks her laundry under my desk, and leaves her dirty dishes beside my bed for me to trip over every morning. In the morning when I wake up, sometimes there will be a moment when I almost believe that she’s moved out, but then I […]
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my organs are rotting from the inside. all i can do is rip them out, feathers in a pillow. bones pop. all i can do is throw them in the trash, smile. teeth fall. i count them one by one. tangible proof, two grams each. hide in the bathroom, try to stay safe. the kitchen […]
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where did we lose it i think somewhere along the way we lost the smiles and the kind words that radiated off our tongues i think we lost the ideas we planted in each other’s heads because now my head is only full of empty song lyrics and broken phrases i think we broke somewhere […]
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