poem: the problem with the manga was that the characters were far more insane

it's 2006 there are half moon creases in my face from my fingernails fromtrying to tear out the blackheads. it's 2022 i have reddit pulled up welcome to then.h.k. manga vs anime another night spent alone. i will imagine him holding mein order to sleep. in highschool i imagined the world razed and fucked laid… Continue reading poem: the problem with the manga was that the characters were far more insane

poem: outside of the internet it is May

rain comes on days when i am in a hurry, but in some other lifei will stop and watch the glass melt. the squat green trees and the pinebushes, melting into smaller parameters. the rain sound like lo-fi likea tin roof turned inward, and a thousand nails -- clattering clatteringclattering. but it is soft, like… Continue reading poem: outside of the internet it is May

poem: lifeboat

i am tired of the body horrors of other people's children, i would like(pretty please) cotton-candy romance. an empty park at sunset with the geeserunning backwards and the bench making crosses in my back. the way his hair drips over his eyes, his shirt tight against his shoulders. all you internetghouls (i am among you):… Continue reading poem: lifeboat

poem: shinji kinnie

i have not yet managed to get up at 5 a.m., do a gratitude journal smoothie bowl lift in matching sets with nike vans whatever cute shoes then listen to cupid'schokehold / breakfast in america then yoga podcast bitcoin. yes that's right i'm a finance bro, also a birthing person (that's a fucking slur, i'm… Continue reading poem: shinji kinnie

poem: savior complex on 4chan

i dreamed we fucked inside my dms -- no better than that i dreamed you crawled next to me and held me. when i open up my laptop i think, here!and now! he has finally come for me (cognition error) i am languishing sexless in the tower with the algorithm fucking me, like weare in… Continue reading poem: savior complex on 4chan

poem: girl / woman

I was in love with a boy -- and I felt the greataching crashing loneliness inside him. come and envelope me at three a.m. on the couch. ask me aboutthe books I haven't read, the panama canal and how I wanted to throw myself off it. epiphany: you will be sad anywhere because you will… Continue reading poem: girl / woman

poem: guilt

I have given up the intellect, the trying mad times of the morning sent and kafka fucking me carefully over my mouth. I never read hisdiary. I have read nothing -- I spin my mouth open carefully into the long reeds of morning, I am sitting in last summer with bananas and honey and the… Continue reading poem: guilt

poem: ‘lofi for anxiety’ on spotify

my hands are very dry -- tonight. and in the raw grate of myhead ten-thousand people would fuckme, and then sit with me in coffee shops and I would say, if I wentto grad school, the only thing I would write my thesis on is the mythologicaland archetypal basis for bad boy/good girl ships. like,… Continue reading poem: ‘lofi for anxiety’ on spotify

poem: love story, spring

in the sticky wet parts of your eyes -- do you remember --the unfortunate, maniac -- me? and my -- powerstruggle. so that I am where I am today. and the universe will bendto me if I lick it. and you willbend to me if I bend down, lick your -- and the spring fell… Continue reading poem: love story, spring

poem: book review

my stomach was in disarray -- I called my editor at five in the morning and said I cannot writea review for this kind of book. where the father leavesand the daughter grows up alone. I know that kind of book already, it isa weed around my ribs. I take it out on my mother… Continue reading poem: book review