Friday, January 25, 2013


i wear jeans the way i wear jeans
because i don't know how else.
i can tomatoes,
hold my pen,
and drink my whiskey the only way i know is right.

there's only one goddamned way to talk
to your grandmother,
so, i do that.

and i let boys touch my boobs,
that can't be wrong.

and i pine for the moon with the universe in my mouth.

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