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I say I’m addicted
to Mad Game of Breaking SuperWhoLock,
in a post just after the novel I wrote
about how addiction isn’t funny,
it messes up your brain chemistry and you
just can’t help yourself, you can’t be held
responsible for what you do while high
or drunk except sex with a woman,
which makes you a rapist
(but you were probably a rapist anyway).
I hate white, cis-gendered men.
Don’t they know it’s so fucking stupid
to hate people for things they can’t help?
It is not my job to educate
you. Because I am one
of the elite, one of the few
privileged
enough to know what “check your privilege”
means.
to Mad Game of Breaking SuperWhoLock,
in a post just after the novel I wrote
about how addiction isn’t funny,
it messes up your brain chemistry and you
just can’t help yourself, you can’t be held
responsible for what you do while high
or drunk except sex with a woman,
which makes you a rapist
(but you were probably a rapist anyway).
I hate white, cis-gendered men.
Don’t they know it’s so fucking stupid
to hate people for things they can’t help?
It is not my job to educate
you. Because I am one
of the elite, one of the few
privileged
enough to know what “check your privilege”
means.
Literature
how to talk to girls at parties.
two carnations hang on the wall, and you could be the reason
her leaves shiver as she slips off her skirt or her petals part
when she tells you that her father left when she was thirteen
but your roots are stuck in plaster, held fast by sticky doubt
that her pink is too perfect for your ruddy complexion, that
you’ve been picked at too many times by impatient fingers—
swallow your pride deep into your stem and tell her the way
she leans reminds you of a family picnic you went to where
all you did was sit against a tree with your sister and laugh
Literature
love letters to introverts
i.
To the boy who prefers spending Friday nights at home:
the world does not understand how beautiful silence sounds
sometimes.
As you crack open that book you've been waiting to read,
or plug in your computer,
or listen to music,
or,
or,
or,
or maybe just stare at the night sky from your bedroom window-
(please) remember what everyone else seems to forget;
that being alone does not always equal lonely--
and that sometimes no company is the best company there is.
ii.
To the girl who does not speak up in class:
I was once you.
You are not deficient, I promise, despite everyone telling you otherwise.
Literature
the flower club
dear preacher,
i've got something to admit
last sunday
i was in the field
i was watching the flowers get dressed
well they're just so pretty naked
petals tucked into their sides
and watching them unfold
i was watching them pull down the sunrise
and put it on themselves
so i'm a sinner for it
cause i watched them bathe, too
stand around together in the shower
a hundred ladies in their beautiful skins
pink small ones
big blue proud ones
letting the droplets collect and residue
on their finery and shamelessly bare leaves
well that's my confession preacher
i watch the flowers strip and tease
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As a Tumblr user who has been on this website for over five years, this is accurate as hell. Or almost: Luckily, the SuperWhoLock phase has passed.