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Compulsory Heterosexuality
I love listening to your voice
Your beautiful, out-of-tune, half-assed, trying-to-annoy-me voice
Brokenly singing country music
Just to get a rise out of me, but
Maybe that's just girls being girls. -
Do you ever think about me
Do you ever think about me?
Do you think about how we sat at volleyball games
And you would whisper in my ear?
I remember what you said quite well: was it
"Wanna get out of here?"
You were seductive about it. Your breath -
Texts
You
Check all my boxes
Fill out my fantasies
Take over my heart
You
Burn hot as fire
Then turn cold as ice
Making me chase
You
I'm scared of what I say
Becuase I'll screw up this whole thing -
A Speech from a Biology Student to a Maple Tree
Good morning, Half-Dead Maple Tree—
I sit by your side, shivering
In the crisp air.
Thank you, friend, for not providing shade—
It seems we both need
All the sunlight we can get. -
Funeral Games
She was talking to the photos on her wall,
Her voice half New York drawl, half secondhand smoke
And she acted like I wasn't there at all
Or never existed, like the photos to which she spoke—
My grandfather—no. He was never -
San Francisco Burning
San Francisco is burning.
The Golden Gate bridge goes up
In crimson flames,
Because its gilt design
Was never gold, but
Wood, wood carved and put together
By countless of underpaid, weaker hands