Monthly Archives: March 2018

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How many blinks till you’re 23?
How many cries till you’re 35?
How many lies to 60?
When you die do you remember them all? … Continue reading

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Why do you like me? I drink battery acid and shit pneumonia, I’m sweeter than saccharin and twice as bitter. I try to be kind but it comes out harsh stabbing livers and kidneys. As they die in front of … Continue reading

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It’s strange to like yourself less than the people who adore you. To love them trust them respect their opinion on all topics but yourself. It’s hell. If I try very hard I can hear voices screaming in the diaspora. … Continue reading

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It’s hard to meet new people. Their minds inscrutable their brains well known. I flail in the starlight of their emotions searching for the moon (but it’s new and dark). Where I’m deep people try to wade. Where I’m shallow … Continue reading

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When I dance with moonbeams late at night on Purim sometimesĀ it goes slow but often I know it’s the movement, not the speed, that matters. If I see fit to move left Selene moves right following me in the night. … Continue reading

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