Experimental Writing - Blog Posts

i know that i will be able to handle the fallout of following blindly what i want and what feels right to me even when that proves to be an incomplete reasoning

1. shimmy your bangs to hide the patch of skin on your cheek you dug your nails into last night

2. tell her, thank you but you don’t have skin

3. walk fast and hard so the clicking of your heels on the marble floor will drown her out

4. ask her to define ponzi scheme

5. tell her that one of the fish from their display tank jumped out and is not jerking around on the floor

6. ask if they get the caviar from the fish tank

i’m looking for love where i want salvation

i’m looking for salvation where there is none to be had

there is no need for a savior

i’m in a room alone writing

tonight this room is full and warm

Talk Fast And Hope It Dizzies Me Blind

And don’t look at me with pity — god don’t look at yourself with pity either. The corner of my desk reserved for letters never sent to you is now smothered by books and candles so they can’t look at me anymore. I make it a point to not think of you. I don’t picture your smile with fondness anymore, It’s bitter now. I don’t wear your bracelet anymore, I haven’t for a while, because I haven’t been yours for a while. I remember the first time I took it off and constantly checking my bare wrist for the gentle weight of the metal that I now refuse myself and you.

P.S. I liked that dumb movie that you told me was dumb. I thought some things that you liked were dumb too but I loved that you liked them and that made them not dumb anymore.