MRT BORING MACHINE: tunnel vision

first published here, still relevant 9 months later you were sure one of us would get bored, because love is an underground tunnel, the train malfunctions we call communication just proof that affection permits one to overlook mistranslation. the eternal question: why I didn’t respond to your letter, their missives, any sort of correspondence that…Read more MRT BORING MACHINE: tunnel vision

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morningpage.05 (tenga egg cell, pcos, azngrrls)

conventionalised caramels. a balding woman. a balding man. your lover not so much bursting through double metal doors as careening slightly. the airport pulling on your eyebags. sick-footed triumph. you're not as young as you used to be. you waited for a long time and you thought it meant something no one told you that all…Read more morningpage.05 (tenga egg cell, pcos, azngrrls)

morningpage.04 (chaos, lesbians, advice to the self, quotidian, feminisms)

I'm too damn cheap to burn bedsheets or bridges I take my chances with cuffed fists say they're leaving and majestic seeping train tunnels looking like I'm ragging on the genitals of people I hate it's just that the cunt colouring book reminded me of you so much and you should probably go get that checked…Read more morningpage.04 (chaos, lesbians, advice to the self, quotidian, feminisms)

morningpage.03 (boringnesses, illiteracy, predatory people, necromancy)

today I am thinking about what it is like to be a hard-up stand-up about whether people from hawaii really do speak slower because they are laid-back no one wants to be a caricature imagine me, coarse hands and a bubble butt, imagine being able to skateboard perfectly and using it as leverage or a substitute for…Read more morningpage.03 (boringnesses, illiteracy, predatory people, necromancy)

morningpage.02 (the origin of love, tate museum, retail therapy, personal conflict)

HOW TO NOT BE SEEN how not to be seen: a fucking didactic wannabe pastiche of ruination and colour. boyish haircuts and the need to grasp your wallet close to you. I am not so much falling in love with london as she is pulling me close to her as we pass under a flyblown lamp in…Read more morningpage.02 (the origin of love, tate museum, retail therapy, personal conflict)