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Stray Cats
Long hair, silky, black, satin, A tiny cat followed me home. He isn't my usual Plump paradise- the one who Came through my window as I slept. He's small and skinny And cries-- creaks like a door hinge. He follows me-- walks me home, walks me to the door And I run inside to fetch... Continue Reading →
Day Off, Off Day
There's a woman on the subway with a can opener And a fork. She watches me eat rice cakes And our eyes lock at Ossington Station, Then at Keele, Then Royal York. She takes a can of tuna from her purse and opens it. It usually rains in April, but this year it rains in... Continue Reading →
“Daydream, I fell asleep beneath the flowers, for a couple of hours, on a beautiful day”
Daydreaming - Lupe Fiasco 824
He told me I didn’t belong here, as if he did.
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Stop
Stop I stopped thinking about your smile, last night. I stopped imagining our relationship passed its expiry date. I’ve learned to remember it as it were and not what it could have been— You with her, me with you, and you with me. I finally let it be what it was and not what it... Continue Reading →
There were riots within us, the kind that went on all night; By dawn we were turbulent and there was no love.
817 I was a riot girl who fell for a peaceful boy. I fought for the sake of fighting In a crowd of small people Wanting to overthrow a big man. I had relationships, And sex, With angry people, passionate about a cause I cared nothing about. I was a succubus for passion and purpose.... Continue Reading →