Poetry

Ugly Truth

  Ugly Truth Tonight I got drunk alone in my bed because you thought it would be right to not talk to me So I swayed on pillows and pissed in dark bathrooms and got pissed and was pissed at myself for getting drunk not being enough Or being too much or being me I shot… Continue reading Ugly Truth

Poetry

Be Still My Beating Heart

Be Still My Beating Heart I smashed one's head in with a hammer arranged his brains upon the floor, shot six in the kneecap put two more in his skull four and five were poisonings eight left swinging from a rope nine fought back, but I fought harder clawed seven's eyes out, slit his throat—… Continue reading Be Still My Beating Heart