i’m in the process of getting very drunk, because i want to. because i’m in the mood to not live in my fully-sober brain tonight. because i had a bad dream that left me still…
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the end of national poetry month
in honor of national poetry month, i present you with: Edge by Sylvia Plath The woman is perfected. Her dead Body wears the smile of accomplishment, The illusion of a Greek necessity Flows in the…
my latent nesting instinct
i dream of throw pillows. when i got home from work yesterday, i cleaned my stove. it was gross. while taking breaks from various other kitchen cleaning type activities, i searched the internet for coffee…
mars bonfire
“i just love the way you always call him fucker,” the TTHM said, making him the winner of the best line for the day. . . though bonnie came close with her weird west-wing speak…
i don’t feel like being cohesive
A. sometimes i think iwilldare.com needs its very own message board, but then i think then it would be entirely more work than i’m willing to do. B. i need a story idea, anyone got…