We all cope with anxiety differently
She is talking to her brother to calm him down
I am waiting for Romeo, the tree, to climb through my window
To be my makeshift dress for tomorrow
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You see it on the sidewalk. It’s a wad of fuzzy stuff and red stuff. It’s dry and flat and smashed into the concrete. Your brain registers it as an animal, but cannot figure out which one. You’re three years old.
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i’m looking for Like-Minded Persons — to discuss all this — write in a Persona

bored with Porn, i went to the hairdresser and asked them if they could shape my hair in a way that would make my head look more like a Hamburger.
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I don’t think anyone should be made to watch themselves have sex. To see yourself mid-orgasm is a horrifying thing.
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I will remember the scene. I’ll know that the music falling silent was only the start of a process catching up with me. The speculative bubble eats its gains. I’ll wonder what the next phase is.
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