like any american
she was in debt
in the wealthiest country in the world
pressing the last bit out toothpaste out of the roll
easy with cash
when she was drunk
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Author Archives: KatYa
ph phrenia
i often saw sweet images
as we pressed liquid into fabric
processing soy sauce for the restaurant
i kept this to myself for years
until the voices began to speak to me
you can’t make me do anything I don’t want to
i cut and stretched and framed the fabrics
let me share with you
here. open your eyes
can you see?
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upon waking. tuesday morning
tuesday morning
wake me with flashing pixelated light
blast me with heat from a gasoline engine
drop a single sugar donut into my belly
float me on a river of coffee
black. let them play with words
if they want
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corazón
she paints her face
throwing knives at cutting boards
for the little creatures
she attacks dirt grease cobwebs until very late at night when the narcissistic monster comes home
demanding of her
the heart of a fighter she
billows her skirt
shows her teeth
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the the the stuff
my doppelgänger
fell for a car and a home. a washer and a dryer
years of not caring much about stuff and now
she does
when i inquired about the change of heart
she answered people die on the streets with nothing
why should we go out like that?
she does whatever she wants
and now i think…
i like stuff
don’t really know why and not sure i care
i like stuff
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mega terf monster
will i see a mega terf monster
barking up the twitter tree?
better get some bear spray just in case
or turn my iPhone into a strobe light
those who come without a phone
cannot take the throne
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one two four. across from the liquor store
we had much to discuss
across from the liquor store
friday night
gay icons
boba milk tea
lotto tickets
yellow curry
therapy
watching the drunks
in the shadow of the
marquee
trax
a 2016 reblog for ya!
trax
the weekend came
with rain and the grasses fantasy
green
with rain and the grasses fantasy
green
reality was dishes
was rent and quarter
moons and abrasive
the train tracks are so
godddam polished
when the weather clears
i think i will go eat lunch
on them
or paint my nails
or lay my spine out
or straddle them in denim
and ride them
choo choo
like a freak
or follow the vibration
to the end of
the world
like church bells
like prayer
like god was in doing
the thing which
when done
made you
smile
year of the rabbit
the year of the rabbit
a month of steady rain
got my ticket. unlimited
hopped the southbound
train
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intent.ion
you may not feel the world
so uncaring
if you place yourself in it
moment to moment
caring
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