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when i open a book (the violence in poetry kicks my a*s (so i clear my eyeballs with suburban towels crafted) by a milf blacksmi..

awoken, im attracted to the pornography of the images wrestling in my skull. i follow the standard pattern in the pavement with each..

across the corner of my eye i see the expletives in her inebriated grace forming a series of masterful motions. sunlight clin..

my second day in belnap unit. there's a gigantic distance between my comprehension, my disposition and how life is behaving outside my window, ..

KathyKatherine has the eyes moths go to die in. drinking some gin from Sylvia Plath and thinking for a bottle of Nick Drake’s anti depressants s..

a bitter flood light shivers as snow pieces out on the road like drips leading to the toilet from a mouth of overflowing vomit. using it ..

an ugly residue gleams on its flesh: solemnity, contrasting from fallen leaves; a landmine towards personal faith.

Based around my suicide attempt

i see me see black people white people young children clawing at a chance of selling stories the heroin is in the waiting process to be se..

It is like god cut open his stomach above a bed of black trees.