There’s a girl sitting over there. She’s slightly hunched, clutching her stomach and her neck is jutting out at a weird angle.Come to think of it, her portrait looks kinda like a stone turtle, long unmoving neck, heavy head and exposed tummy. She hasn’t had her period in three months but she’s a virgin. It’s … More Sara the Angsty Turtle
I. I did not intend to take my revenge on the world as a robot. When my heart was breaking and all you had to offer was: “I’m a good world. Come on, you know that… I’m a good world” “Don’t you believe me?” With each 0 and 1, each dry tedium of equability The … More Robot Revenge
After reading Tim O’Brien’s ‘The Things They Carried,’ I became really interested in the concept that the truth of an experience can be conveyed through a story, even a story that does not describe the experience at all. O’Brien’s work is metafiction but what I’m talking about doesn’t really fit the label. Consider, for example, … More Hunting of Dragons and Truths
Some people have tattoos on their thighs. I have speckled bruises, a constellation of hope. The spots spread out as barley barley fields across light blue prairies- Graceland. These tattoos, they peek out beneath soft pockets of denim and speak of the rolling hills. Or of city streets and the wait at the train station … More Tattoos of the Prairie and the Sea
I’ve been alone for so long I’m concerned I don’t even remember how to be with people. When my greatest moments are alone Pumping music and love and life into my ears Dancing in my kitchen, knives and onions, carrots and strawberries, happy plastic utensils getting jiggy with me. I walk down the sidewalk, sun … More Invite: APARTMENT PARTY! PAINT MY WALLS WITH YOUR BLOOD.
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