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A Letter To My Fifteen Year Old Self

Hey, It’s me, or rather, you, from the future. Put down the star trek fan fiction, we need to talk. I have good news and bad news. The good news is, you having fuller lips won’t be as bad as you think. Sure, you get made fun of it for now, but in about ten […]

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Kneeling In The Garden

Deep under dirt, I grow, audacious, ferocious, fed by rain, you sought to deny me, formally segregated sprinkles. I will grow, and glow, under my moonlight, and bloom, in the morning, to kneel, with all the other flowers, you denied the right to exist, in your garden. Order “Stormy Weather” here Order “Last Of The […]

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Women Who Work (Really Hard At Pretending To Be Allies)

She tapped on a screen, as if it meant the same, as standing with the brave, and using her freedom, to free them. I am proud I will say I am proud to support my LGBTQ friends and the LGBTQ Americans of the LGBTQ Americans my Dad targets who have made immense contributions to our […]

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Monster Truck

Sixty seven year old strange man, in my room. knelt by my womb, trying to crawl inside, as if I am a monster truck, and there are tools to destroy the city, to save some cells, and keep me in one, if I resist. My sister has come, from England, screams, for the future, of […]

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Jeremy Corbyn, naked and alone.

The sky is falling, afraid of heights, her throat is scorched from screams, by the time her brains paint the pavement. Mother May wants to talk about Jeremy Corbyn, naked and alone. The floor has cracked, and ripped rib from rib, lungs lick the street, abandoned by air. Mother May wants to talk about Jeremy […]

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