this is the messy story of a girl and her torrid love affair with poetry
Some things I have to say aren’t getting said
in this snowy, blonde, blue-eyed, gum chewing English,
dawn’s early light sifting through the...
Y’all have to find time to calm the fuck down. Y’all are so angry. Just angrily clicking those keyboards. Getcho ass out and be angry in the...
I remember when I used to work as an afterschool leader for elementary schools. I was losing a game of cards to a 1st grader when she asked me if I...
“Isn’t this history, and aren’t we a couple of ruins?”
“every time you
tell your daughter
you yell at her
out of love
you teach her to confuse
anger with kindness
which seems like a good idea
till she grows up to
trust men who hurt her
cause they look so much