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Self Serving Title (self serving blow job)
A Poem by
Mae Bee
I've been pulling down spanish for years. cotton barely covers the holes that have grown. i'm used to being replaced. i've got an expiration date..
Baby, Get Gone. [don\'t get caught.]
A Poem by
Mae Bee
heart attack all over your sleepy face. cover you with strawberry children and hope you don't cut your fingers off with the petals of angles and ho..
dialated pupils.
A Poem by
Mae Bee
it's empty inside me. and sometimes i dream about the seed. the seed that will be planted inside, magic or just nature will make it grow. ..
The Math of a Failed Suicide.
A Poem by
Mae Bee
It's a self titled kinda deal...
Shortcomings-Stretched.
A Poem by
Mae Bee
It's not about "All i have" It's about what i won't give up. You're in the center of that. Soul mate, those two can't encompass what y..
Like a Chemical.
A Poem by
Mae Bee
hope i never ever see summer again. summer had me naked and slinky with the sweat of my nerves. collecting like bad ideas by on the small of my ba..
The Big Picture Didn\'t Include You With Me.
A Poem by
Mae Bee
I wasn't interested in your picture, just the pieces that (you) were missing. the truth was laid digitally in front of me. all i had to do was read..
Genetic Make-Up. (Always Wanted Another Reality Mo..
A Poem by
Mae Bee
the dead are pulling my hair. smoking the life out of me, digitalizing my laughter. i'm ready for the slaughter. it's dangerous being this out ..
The Sun Also Sets
A Poem by
Mae Bee
You are where i start to lose. The walls start collapsing- the bits combusting and catologing. nothing is lost- just recorded and disected. yo..
Fit a Lifetime in Your Pocket
A Story by
Mae Bee
The weekend my brother got married for the first time and the last family reunion i went to.
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