the evening, like two kettles of boiling water, we are laughing at all the same parts. it’s tomorrow and we are in San Francisco, finally. after a day of being hol
Hhh
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anxiety is the cousin visiting from out of town
depression felt obligated to bring to the party.
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mom says try counting sheep.
my mind can only count reasons to stay awake.
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two kettles of boiling water, we are laughing at all the same parts.
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you played Grim Reaper
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sad person trying to distract herself from crying. crying gives me a headache. headaches make me want to crawl into bed. crawling into bed is what sad people do.
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i feel sad but i look just like everybody else
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don’t like coffee. you like what it does to your body,
you like the way coffee makes your body feel. so you take your cream
& sugar with coffee. i’m not sure why you kissed me back
the first time. i suspect you
liked what it did to your body; you
liked the way my kiss made your body
feel
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I live alone. Eight states and a border away from home. My cups are clean and upside down in the cupboard. I watercolor peonies instead of picking new wounds. When my tiny talk machine chirps, I do not always check it.
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I bring my body, perfect chandelier of teeth & bone, to the altar of the bathroom sink.