My tits are melting. My armpits are melting. My eyes are melting. I’m producing more fluids than an orgy and feeling far less sexy. Do people ever truly feel sexy in an orgy? Do people ever truly feel sexy when they’re melting? sexy metal melting hashtags of heat extra savory salaciousness twisted twilights never endingContinue reading ““The Girl who Melted””
Tag Archives: H-F Psychosis
Never Thought
I never thought I’d live this long As a queer, AIDS or God’s wrath. As a women, domestic violence, if not, domestic servitude As an Iranian-American, target for a hate crime As a ‘passing’ Iranian-American, a 9-5 life and a Mercedes would have done it Not to mention — Let’s not mention it. I just Continue reading “Never Thought”
Decision Outlets: A Series of Dichotomous Images
Series 1 A flower blooms in a tar pit. A thirsty fly drowns in paper. A silk nightgown on rain clouds. A carbonated flat tire. Series 2 An illuminated copper shoe. A spilling sapphire receding behind prawns. A giraffe swimming in a shot glass. A dichotomous hippopotamus on house arrest. A long-sleeved homeless tapeContinue reading “Decision Outlets: A Series of Dichotomous Images”
Cognitive Overload
Every day, I wake up thinking about all the stuff I have to do that day, then part of my brain ruptures and I fall back asleep
Anger
Anger and I walked home the other day a mass of snarling teeth and the color orange snapping at passerbys absorbing them then I I yanked its umbilical cord for I had birthed it myself.
Gnarled and Naked
Muscles of Mastication
ganglion cysts form in my jaw as my molars clench together rugged concrete on asphalt a popping in my right ear an auditory acknowledgement of the human mask
The Slowest Part of our Existence is Living It
Eye Contact
(Always look someone in the eye. You never know who’s trapped in there.)
Creative Creator
Where does your creative space go? Mine seems to disappear sometimes. Not sure where. Sometimes she’s gone for a long time And then why hello there
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