a biologist's perspective on hickeys
I keep a file of all the hickeys you’ve ever given me, sandwiched betweenthe tax forms and voter registration applications.Some are milky white, like the cloudy iris of a blind man’s eye,while others...
View ArticleDo you think people who have attempted suicide are selfish? I have attempted...
Suicide is never, ever, ever a selfish act.Ever.
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"No. Stop. Don’t touch me, please. God, I’m sorry. I was just trying to hold..."
“No. Stop. Don’t touch me, please. God, I’m sorry. I was just trying to hold you… No, I’m the one who should be sorry. I know you were just trying to hold me. And I love you, I do, but sometimes I just...
View Articlea guidebook for surviving the next apocalypse
We both know that your aunt and uncle named their seven-year-olddaughter God, just so they could pray to her for guidance.But when the moon is full like a swollen red plum, descending intothe night...
View Article30 things i'd tell you if i could
1. I’ll still love you even when you don’t shave for weeks and your beard gives me rashes.2. You’ve got a heart so big that even Texas couldn’t swallow it up.3. The last time you left a voicemail on my...
View ArticleWho are you when nobody is looking?
I’m the girl who’d stay in the burning building if the fire alarm went off.
View Article"I know you and I are not about poems or other sentimental bullshit but I...
“I know you and I are not about poems or other sentimental bullshit but I have to tell you even the way you drink your coffee knocks me the fuck out.” - Clementine von Radics (via oofpoetry)
View ArticleYour response to the anon who said he or she wanted to commit suicide meant...
You’re very, very welcome.
View Article"I am not a graceful person. I am not a Sunday morning or a Friday sunset. I...
““I am not a graceful person. I am not a Sunday morning or a Friday sunset. I am a Tuesday 2 a.m., gunshots muffled by a few city blocks, I am a broken window during February. My bones crack on a...
View Articlesnow white and the seven boyfriends
My first boyfriend wanted to be permanent, so he carved his initialsinto my bedpost with all my leftover bobby pins. Then he spent an hoursearching in between my thighs for the sadness he lost when he...
View ArticleJust wondering if you could link me to the response about suicide, I would...
http://writingsforwinter.tumblr.com/post/40375447157/i-think-i-am-going-to-kill-myself-tonight
View Articlesometimes I hear you crying in the shower
It’s not enough to know that I can only save you with my bare hands,so I dig in deep, down to the bone, my knees sunk in your sadness.I grab handfuls of it and throw it to the wind like ashesafter a...
View Article"Physics says: go to sleep. Of course you’re tired. Every atom in you has...
“Physics says: go to sleep. Of course you’re tired. Every atom in you has been dancing the shimmy in silver shoes nonstop from mitosis to now. Quit tapping your feet. They’ll dance inside themselves...
View ArticleI have to read a poem I wrote in class and I'm very nervous. It's a little...
You’re taking a risk. And risks are the most important things in writing, above all else. If you never take risks and always stay inside your comfort zone, you’ll never grow as a writer.So I commend...
View Articlemermaid
Forgive me when I immediately want to remove your shirtas soon as we get through the door, pulling at your collar,trying to get my hands in between your bones, but the wayyour hair just touches the...
View Articlethe timekeeper (collab)
When I was two I arranged the letters in my alphabet soup to spell out the date of my death, because I’d already discovered it at such a young age. When I was younger, death trailed me like a wedding...
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