Monday, August 4, 2008
Pancake! At times I'm fairly certain, I'm a pancake on record-player. Before they've drawn the curtain, my mask runs in layers. Too late I've discovered, that I was pending erroneously. I waited in the wrong cubard, with the sugars and sweet tea. Thought my bleet was frail, and that this is why the... Sign in to see full entry.
poem: Gender
Note: This poem is not about anyone else's perspective but the poet's. It was written in March of this year during much fighting going on around me. The views expressed are mine, as they were in the moment I wrote this. Gender ( screenshot from "The Grandmother") One brain is atrocious And the... Sign in to see full entry.