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two carnations hang on the wall, and you could be the reason
her leaves shiver as she slips off her skirt or her petals part
when she tells you that her father left when she was thirteen
but your roots are stuck in plaster, held fast by sticky doubt
that her pink is too perfect for your ruddy complexion, that
you’ve been picked at too many times by impatient fingers—
swallow your pride deep into your stem and tell her the way
she leans reminds you of a family picnic you went to where
all you did was sit against a tree with your sister and laugh
her leaves shiver as she slips off her skirt or her petals part
when she tells you that her father left when she was thirteen
but your roots are stuck in plaster, held fast by sticky doubt
that her pink is too perfect for your ruddy complexion, that
you’ve been picked at too many times by impatient fingers—
swallow your pride deep into your stem and tell her the way
she leans reminds you of a family picnic you went to where
all you did was sit against a tree with your sister and laugh
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killing girls instead of mockingbirds
and with car-crashes in her eyes and
self harm on her hands with murder in her
bones and birds in her skull she'll look up at god
and ask him why she's not pretty
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I say I’m addicted
to Mad Game of Breaking SuperWhoLock,
in a post just after the novel I wrote
about how addiction isn’t funny,
it messes up your brain chemistry and you
just can’t help yourself, you can’t be held
responsible for what you do while high
or drunk except sex with a woman,
which makes you a rapist
(but you were probably a rapist anyway).
I hate white, cis-gendered men.
Don’t they know it’s so fucking stupid
to hate people for things they can’t help?
It is not my job to educate
you. Because I am one
of the elite, one of the few
privileged
enough to know what “check your privi
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girls that photosynthesize
I.
i asked my mother to buy me sweetener,
and she said "no," and she said "no,
sugar is better for you it's more natural"
so i shrug and i clamp my teeth over
my tongue and sew my mouth closed
and i steal sweet n' low
from the pizza place
II.
my friends watch me pick at my lettuce,
a rabbit-food-lunch that makes me sick
to my stomach, and when i run to the
bathroom during science class they
follow me and ask what i ate for breakfast.
i say "waffles" because they can't know
i won't let them stop me
III.
my therapist asks me if i think i'm sick
and i'm not, i'm strong, but i can't be
not here not here, and the $$$$$$$$
are ticking away as i
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what a lovely play of words