“Sometimes I want to pull back my hair
and lean over the toilet bowl
until my soul escapes
and swims through the pipes,
but then I think of the way your hipbones jut out like handles
so I put my soul back in my mouth
and I close the lid.”
- Disorder, Writings For Winter
and lean over the toilet bowl
until my soul escapes
and swims through the pipes,
but then I think of the way your hipbones jut out like handles
so I put my soul back in my mouth
and I close the lid.”
- Disorder, Writings For Winter