“I just want to feel
pretty,” she says through her tears.
She already is.
Deciding not to go to Junior Prom
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“I just want to feel
pretty,” she says through her tears.
She already is.
“I just want to feel
pretty,” she says through her tears.
She already is.
It happens over
coffee, one stunned, the other
already elsewhere.
She woke up seeing
him in a different light
flame sputtering out.
based on a poem written by M.
They say I need a
man. Chocolate. But an eye
lash curler’s enough.
original source:
I don’t need chocolate to eat or a man in my life
I just think I do
because of the media
All I really need is my eyelash curler.
Hives. Itching. As if
her body can’t coexist
with her sense of self.
for S.
Without a ring she’s
uncertain, the baby no
guarantee he’ll stay.
She talks of threesomes,
abortions, things her mother-
in-law would faint at.
She turned to cake, felt
herself melting, the devil
eating his way out.
When her voice leaves her
body, recorded, it’s a
stranger who comes out.
Cut pin stitch fabric
stretch confines of clothing to
become catwalk art.