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there were pizza and grapes on the counter
i couldn't choose which one to eat
i know pizza is bad for me, but i like it
and i know grapes are better for me, but i prefer pizza
so, i went with the pizza.
and now, im hurt.
May 2, 2021
May 2, 2021 at 3:27 AM UTC
There was a canvas lying on the floor,
his canvas was lying on the floor.
There was a canvas lying on the floor,
his canvas was covered in red,
painted by his blades.
There was a canvas lying on the floor,
his canvas was covered in blue,
painted by his fists.
There was a canvas lying on the floor,
his canvas was ruined, and overused.
He needed to get a new one,
since he loved painting so much.
He always had a smile on while painting his canvases.
Apr 25, 2021
Apr 25, 2021 at 1:34 AM UTC
so i said father, father
if i come back home with a diagnosis
instead of a mangled report card
will you look at me less
like i am a mistake?
sometimes i feel like an add math question.
the sort they like to put at the end
of the exam paper.
fifteen marks, out of forty, out of seventy, out
of a hundred, and the teacher taps
twice on the whiteboard with sharp sharp nails
and says:
here are fifteen marks. don't lose them. don't lose them.
but i am not good at math. i
cannot solve myself, don't have
the right formulas never could
make the equations stick in my head
the way your words always did,
father. like gum, like taffy, like
cigarette ashes and smoky anger.
you look at me most days
with calculator eyes
though i know you don't mean
to. are you any closer
to the answer than you were eight years ago,
in the doctor’s office?
have your batteries finally run out?
are you squinting so hard
because you can't see me anymore?
maybe you need new prescription glasses, father
like i need a new skin.
Sep 29, 2016
Sep 29, 2016 at 10:44 AM UTC