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blade bird
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dice
This life is pure chance and I have the worst luck of all. I was born with dice in my left pocket and a foldable hand, and yet I try. I scratch lotto tickets on a plane for better luck because up there I’m closer to god, though I still have never won. It’s a…
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invention
I often become overwhelmed with emotion that I feel cannot be fossilized into words. I cannot simply say “I love you” because it does not encapsulate the depth of the cavity that immoralates in my chest. And so I resort to creation. In my writings, through my hands. I love you to the point of…
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sick joke
I think one of life’s sickest jokes is loving your father. You are constantly torn between hating him for all his cruelties and feeling sympathy towards his grievances that pushed him to make them. I am simultaneously a 23 year old woman burning with resentment and an 8 year old girl holding the fire extinguisher…
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play in the park
i don’t hate many things, but i am coming to realize that i do hate change. change is what births regret. regret of decisions, situations, outcomes and lack there of. and i can try to cry nostalgia in its place all i want, but the regret still lives on. its the source of longing. i…
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fault
i have no good words to say. nothing with any importance or impact. none with any sort of metaphorical intelligence or vast depth. there is merely one thing that rings as loud as london church bells in the cortex of my brain. i am scared. i am really, really scared. of nothing, of everything. of…
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Broken wrist
As a self proclaimed writer, explaining how something feels is one thing I’ve always been quite good at. Knowing word choices and placements better than god himself while writing the bible is my one bragging right in an endless supply of failures and embarrassments. I am a writer. If not that, I am nothing. And…
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t escucho al pensar
I don’t think a lot of people realize how big the alt/electronic scene is in Mexico & also how well its done. I think music in a language they may not understand scares a lot of people but because of that they miss out on insanely good songs. so who cares if you don’t speak…
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blue light
oh mazzy, there will truly never be another like you.
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