Dear Patience,
There is nothing left inside me but alarm
clocks and horror movies.
Dear Home-Ownership,
I’ve got ziplocks full of rotten passion
decaying on the shelves of my refrigerator.
I’ve got ziplocks full of rotten passion
decaying on the shelves of my refrigerator.
Dear Boundaries,
I dream in plastic wrap and live in a bomb shelter.
I finally found the “off” switch on my phone.
I dream in plastic wrap and live in a bomb shelter.
I finally found the “off” switch on my phone.
Dear Adulthood,
I’ve grown older than the tooth fairy.
Unfortunately less fortunate in the bone and gold department.
I’ve grown older than the tooth fairy.
Unfortunately less fortunate in the bone and gold department.