fruit flies suffocate
after i slip
flimsy white plastic
Tag Archives: literature
“Is this Love?” a Poem by Elliott Whitson
I stare at the ceiling
fan spinning, lazy,
my legs still shaking.
“Here are the Men I’ve Dated or Fucked Since You Threatened to Peel My Face Off. Not Both. Only One or the Other.” a Poem by Jack Hawthorn
First was Neurotic Fake Woke Sadboi – nobody came and he refused to sell me weed when I wouldn’t have terrible sex with him again.
Snarl 