somewhere, stars hidden by light pollution.
below, girls huddle. in corners, under couches, behind
headboards of cheap bunk beds. girls become gasoline, votaile
and ready to be ignated with a single flame. at least burn down
the house, at least spit out their lithium into an empty water bottle.
okay. i won't get started on the honda civic. it knows what it did.
bad man. bad desire. bad day to be sadgirl. but here, not hell,
not purgatory. girls can't recall anything, for threat
of severance. here, there is no language for joy,
only cheap rewards and the occasional Sour Patch Kid.
when snow falls we play in it and cry. please, don't
call us imprisoned, call it a next step.
i say my own name when i write.
i go out for pizza and sadly, come back.
Jan 15, 2019
Jan 15, 2019 at 10:02 PM UTC
somewhere, stars hidden by light pollution.
below, girls huddle. in corners, under couches, behind
headboards of cheap bunk beds. girls become gasoline, votaile
and ready to be ignated with a single flame. at least burn down
the house, at least spit out their lithium into an empty water bottle.
okay. i won't get started on the honda civic. it knows what it did.
bad man. bad desire. bad day to be sadgirl. but here, not hell,
not purgatory. girls can't recall anything, for threat
of severance. here, there is no language for joy,
only cheap rewards and the occasional Sour Patch Kid.
when snow falls we play in it and cry. please, don't
call us imprisoned, call it a next step.
i say my own name when i write.
i go out for pizza and sadly, come back.
Hey guys! back from wilderness. In a hellish place. <3
