Rape Poem no. 5

Pretending it never happened isn’t going as well as expected.

How Pathetic!

One time I hooked up with the manager of a vape store, and now he gives me free stuff, and it’s kind of embarrassing.


What are you building, sickman?

It Was Sunny Last Weekend

“I can’t compare her to pancakes. That sounds vaguely sexual. I know… I’ll change ‘pancakes’ to ‘crepes.’ That makes it deep.”
–The author

Heart Light

Rain: translucent, crystallized youth on sticky, tender lips.