a narrative on addiction, inspired by last night

Possible Titles: i. i’m pretty sure i’m trying to say something with this piece, but even i can’t tell. the author is dead. hurrah. ii. i can justify anything if i try hard enough iii. smoking may not be the best euphemism in this case iv. wink, wink; and v. this isn’t a poem, it…

footnote

My fixation is part of a new era; the one before that, a transition. There is a list of words I’ve defined by you. I would look them up in the dictionary, and write their meanings down, and in my thoughts I would imagine your face beside each and every one. Words were senseless unless…

Five Reasons Why I Won’t “Fall in Love”. Again.

Writing and performing a personal narrative for Speech 11 was a cathartic and frankly exhausting experience. But watching everyone else was very fun and insightful! Definitely adds new perspectives to life. I posted everything here because I want to. It isn’t that coherent (I’d probably need 15 minutes of speech time to set everything straight),…

Three things i learned from life

1. The prince smiles at the pauper and he says, welcome home. He removes her rags and seats her on a throne, gives her jewels, buys her gowns and drowns her in the kind of whispers i shouldn’t repeat. These are the kinds of bedtime stories my mother flushed down my throat: poor girl meets…