eastofhere
I'm not sure, but I think this is supposed to be the word "discuss." This reminds me of the reading class I take notes for. The teacher irks me to no end. She misspells words that she is teaching. She creates grammatically incorrect sentences. She is teaching basic phonics to students who need help with reading, and I fear for their progress.
can't bear it any longer
the beast in my brain
it's taken over
i try to fly and
smash
pounding pounding
will it ever stop?
The order of things
I can't get the hang of
Spinning around
Back
and
Forth
Everything about you was a myth. You smoked? And you hid it. You are MEAN. And you waited to show me. You drink too much. And you use me. You're a liar. And I hate you for moving on so soon. I guess I wasn't the only one for you. And I love you means shit. God this feels good to say.
Little matching hands pressed up against the window. Matching brown eyes stare inside at the matching cakes and cookies. Matching tears down her mismatched face.
My grandmother washed her clothes outdoors. Wash tub. Clothes line. Missouri before the War. LIfe during the Depression. She says "warsh."
It could make all of our problems go away...
The clothes were all strung out on lines between the windows. Behind cages. The city was beautiful.