this mask cracks from the inside slivers and shards prick my skin whose grey pallor hides beneath a wide smile and exuberant laugh I want, on some days, to remove it or, if I’m honest, for you to… to even WANT to, to remove it except for the inevitable sense of loss this opportunity for […]
And now I see There’s venom dripping from your slick tongue Oh, that same tongue I loved to suck on The one that first invaded my dreams Which danced before my watering eyes The one I spread myself wide open for That tongue which wrapped itself expertly Around all the delicious parts of me Curling […]
swallowing your words razor blade shaped pills shredded my heart as they passed by my stomach distends before erupting in a burst of vomit-coated letters I keep reaching for you always the same result I must be masochistic because I keep crawling back all I want is a side-long glance a caress of my cheek […]
pity paints her cheeks in shades of silence there’s grace in her tearful sighs and reluctant embraces she holds her head high though inside she’s falling apart do you desire to lift her hand to your lips? she’s bore the brunt of it all and for some reason continues placing one foot before the other […]
Your feet nearly touch the thin line, waiting, then pushing a toe tentatively nearer; you sigh wistfully, pull back gently. What delight may be held, should you ultimately cross over? Would it be to your peril or your salvation? There are risks and there are rewards to that line. You know you can’t straddle it. […]
Keep your mouth shut, little bitch. Ain’t nothing you got to say that means nothing important. Get on your knees and scrub the floors clean, clean, ever clean. Every crack and crevice, nook and cranny need special attention. Your sharp eye and a toothbrush ought to do the trick. Today. Silence surrounds. Schk-Schk-Schk. But even […]
Allison is the queen of the world. No. Not the queen. She’s the star and director. We all play our parts according to Allison’s will. Oh, Allison needs more attention, oh-no! there’s trouble at work, can you help her out?! Allison needs you to do something for her, has she told you how wonderful you […]
And I’m searching for that calm space in my mind, as his hand is around my throat and he’s biting my shoulder and I can’t move and he’s fucking me, telling me it’s love and he’s the only one who truly loves me but I can’t move and my safe-word meant nothing and he tells […]
I’m tired. Tired of myself. Tired of my mind. Tired of the constant swirl of voices. I’m tired of being told my way of thinking is wrong. You think I don’t know?? Oh, I know. Believe me. I spend my hours thinking, thinking, thinking. I’m remembering, tallying up all the things he said and did. […]
Originally posted on Patrick Walts:
Imagine that grown, creepy men have been trying to fuck you since you were ten years old. Imagine one of them did, and when you told people, no one believed you. Imagine agonizing over what to wear before you leave the house because you know you’ll be judged for whatever…
