i’m busy with bruised legs covered… i’ve got my black boots kicked up… on a hot swing set in the backyard of a church that doesn’t want me. i’m saying fuck, getting familiar…

i am beginning to blur at the edge… i’ve been becoming something of lo… i think i’ve wanted this storm lon… that it will wash me away with it.

and if the doorbell scares you we can hide in your mom’s closet hand in hand i’ll try and be brave for us and if the man turns the corner

there’s something so forgiving in being angry on behalf of a chil… who no one was angry for.

i am scared of you now, of this stranger who has taken you… those familiar eyes now watch me,… your loose hold now tight and the… this beast of grief has eaten you…

i painted a crane on the wall yest… i’ve got a jade bracelet sitting i… i can’t wear it anymore, because i… thanks, grandma, but now it’s coll… not bringing much beauty or luck a…

i don’t want to grow up but god, i can’t wait to get older…

i go from adoring to loathing at t… hi baby! oh, you forgot to do the… didn’t know you were a backstabbin… mistakes aren’t mistakes, that everyone makes.

i’m dissecting you with a scalpel… i’m slapping you on the rack, reac… pulling out your intestines and di… doesn’t feel so good, does it?

you go to touch me, and i bite your soft, warm fingers… then when you’ve left, i cry because i’m cold.

sometimes i wonder what god is. she’s the gentle hand and the draw… those flash floods and the never e… she lays the bricks and then turns… they tell me,

i love you and isn’t that it? isn’t that a slur? to say i love you, when your father spilled that

there has got to be something fuck… that would ever make you look at m… “yeah, i want to love that.” and there has always been somethin… that keeps hoping someone will cho…

i’m in love with the sun. a constant burning, barreling towa… too bright to look at, but hot eno… if the sun was a person, she’d nev…

i am far more childish than i ever allowed myself to be