people tell me i ignore you restrict your presence in my lifehave put up walls made of tungstenor was ittungsten carbide,go to all that troublejust to berate you if you get too closethey say, your presence in my lifeis measuredand calculatedwith a beginning and an end they wonder, is it because you will hurt me … Continue reading dear food →

i wake up every day my eyes glued together my bones bareit is hard to shake out of sleepand jump out of bedwhen my bones and i keep bumping into each otherit is agony i am cold because of them they are bare because of mei refuse to take my multiple selves to bedi need … Continue reading my multiple selves →