i love my dad; he makes me sad he cries in work trucks, i cry in bathrooms. he likes to soothe burns with ice… he also likes to stay still when b…

there has got to be something fuck… that would ever make you look at m… “yeah, i want to love that.” and there has always been somethin… that keeps hoping someone will cho…

“who do you think you look like mo… on a hot august day (as they usual… “your mom or your dad?” you swung back and forth on the wo… i drawled my reply, thick as the a…

you’re alive and you’re young, healthy and hygienic. you’re sick and you’re dead; my walking corpse bride. love, stop leaving me!

god carries a honey-soaked stake w… and his lovers scream at me to sto… to let him sink it into my chest,…

i have my mothers hands and her sh… i’ve got my dad’s jaw and his impa… i’m ten times as angry as my mothe… and twice as sad as my father is. here’s the thing, part one:

i don’t miss you as much as i thou… isn’t that terrible? aren’t i such… i told you, curling into myself, s… that i smell your clothes when i f… i refused to wash them or set them…

everything is muffled and clean wh… i have bathed in dust and soil, an… i lay on your cool kitchen tile an… a constant reminder that i’m here,… but now with me here there is mud…

i left you, but you never had the… you walked right out that door wit… you slipped into the cracks of me. you know how mad it drives me? i feel you move around, inside and…

i waited for the other shoe to dro… oh, it did. “i’m sorry,” i said, “for trying t… you smile and say, “i’m used to it… “you shouldn’t be.”

i love you, so hurt me. ‘cause that’s how love works, right? make me cry,

i’m spilling red wine on your whit… it’s on purpose, just so i can poi… look! we match ‘cause my white shit is already st…

i painted a crane on the wall yest… i’ve got a jade bracelet sitting i… i can’t wear it anymore, because i… thanks, grandma, but now it’s coll… not bringing much beauty or luck a…

if i loved you less maybe i could sleep through the ni…

i wasn’t really my mothers child, i was her idea of a child. but, unforgivingly, i wasn’t. i grew up like kudzu; over the lam… i went so far as to grow over the…