internetloser

  • hi! i can’t find my name on the list, although i’m pretty sure i finished the half marathon correctly! </3

  • marriage is a sacrament

    of love and pleasure

    and aching and pain;

    when you hit the windowsill

    and the sky fills your brain

    –  hush, my love –

    become soft and stay this way

    like […]

    • There is a lovely tenderness in this poem. I loved:
      “become soft and stay this way
      like kafka”
      And the story of the little mouse was wonderful!

  • WHEN U TAKE

    WHAT THEY TOOK FROM U

    IT WILL MAKE THEM ANGRY

    THEY WILL CALL U UNFAIR FOR TAKING

    THAT WHICH HAS ALWAYS BELONGED TO U

    THEY WILL CALL U VIOLENT

    THEY WILL CALL U UNGRATEFUL

    THEY WILL […]

  • summer always makes me nostalgic; i find myself sitting on a bench on a dock somewhere wishing it was last year already (last year you and i were still a thing, even if it was pathetic). i remember touching you, i […]

  • i would have loved to grown up a better person. this is not

    a personal offense. merely an observation of the fact that

     

    girlhood never seemed to suit me well. i was always too

    loud too out there too […]

    • Wow, this poem packs an empowering punch.
      This part was strong:
      “pretty girls do not spend their teenage years
      squirming in the basement, but i did it anyway.”

  • under the bridge lived a man named sam

    he smelled like beer

    and he slurred when he spoke

     

    he had no home to return to

    he had no job to hold

    he had no money left to spend

     

    just a fool w […]

  • one day you come home from school past the farmland past the road next to the swamp where the gators lie if you look long and hard enough and your mother stands outside waiting for you and you do not know what she […]

  • The caterpillar does not know good from evil,

    Or life from death

    The caterpillar simply lives;

    Takes the day by its dawn

    And keeps going until the setting sun lulls him to sleep

    He knows that there […]

  • I met Death when I was only a young girl

    His hands were very cold and his eyes were a dark blue, speckled

    Like a sky full of stars on a summer night

    He was on his way to Maya’s house

    Where he would […]

  • the softest spot in my heart is reserved for you

    across the hall & past the shells you used to collect as a kid

    stands a velvet sofa

    and pictures of all the times i told you i love you (they clutter the […]

  • I am at a house party

    It is in a suburb I’ve not been before; it is open

    And I’m pretty sure everyone who lives there is rich

    I smoke a cigarette that I have lit with a lighter

    bummed from a punk girl […]

  • there is an evil on the other side of the street – it crawls in the corners of your eyes when you sleep and it stays in the crevices between your hips every waking hour; would you do it like a child? would you go […]

  • if you think you know fear
    you should come visit me here
    i am not death &
    i am not tall
    (neither am i small)
    when i enter your room
    & pour salt in your wounds
    i can show you a dream that will leave you […]

  • Hello hello,

    I’m Isabelle and when I signed up for this marathon I thought ET meant European time. Turns out…. it doesn’t. However, mama didn’t raise a quitter, so I will bravely set my alarm for 3 in the […]

    • Actually, I think you are good to go at noon. If you are in European time and shifting from Toronto (central time) you should be doing the marathon from noon to midnight (kind of cool!)! Please double-check in case I am wrong, but I wouldn’t want you getting up early without cause! Enjoy and have fun tomorrow!

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