No Matter What You Said
I was gonna love you, no matter what you saidListening to you talk on a Saturday in bedWe spent time … Continue reading No Matter What You Said
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Better Off
You kept a smile on my faceAnd your talk kept to paceWe got lost in the lustThen, as I’m starting … Continue reading Better Off
Downtown Thoughts
The air was black over the river from the weight of the mistAs I walked over the bridge upon once … Continue reading Downtown Thoughts
So Close
Sat on a jetty, sullen and pettyWatching you skip rocks on the lakeYou held one up in such a wayAnd … Continue reading So Close
The Will
It’s a soft weekend morning, and I’m feeling your caressesTalking ’bout our thirties, how I’ll never be a missusI prayed … Continue reading The Will
The Best of Me (I’ll Never Let a Man)
Something’s shaking, I got night sweatsAnd I can’t sleep at allCause I can still feel him on meA feeble splotch … Continue reading The Best of Me (I’ll Never Let a Man)
Crooked Tree
Persevering really sucks
My own constant hush
Nothing’s ever made me feel more lonely
Other strangers in the dark
I forget all of their names
Texts and calls from one side only Continue reading Crooked Tree
Nobody Cares If I Get Cut By Glass
Because it didn’t happen unless you tell people, conjuring up faux sentiments of your well-being from people who only know you for live-tweeting board meetings and pay-per-views. Those people don’t know that over eight or nine years, you’ve also groomed yourself into a pent-up single introvert who sometimes forgets it’s okay to invite people to do things with you. Continue reading Nobody Cares If I Get Cut By Glass
Lost Places — the Lesson of Versailles
Yet, she let herself walk away from the place of grandiose beauty, the symbol of centuries-old privilege, with such a staunch feeling of heedlessness. She didn’t even notice the estate growing smaller behind her — its golden scheme becoming narrower with each step until it blended in with the light of the sun, finally breaking through clouds. Continue reading Lost Places — the Lesson of Versailles
‘This has to stop now.’
I think about having a boyfriend, a man, a person, anyone, just showing up in my apartment, pulling me from my bed, bathing me, dressing me, and pushing me out into the sunlight. But nobody comes. Continue reading ‘This has to stop now.’
Pent-Up Aching Rivers 