Lock The Fuck In?? No Way Dude. I Am TUCKED The Fuck In :) Good Night

Oceanside Beach in the morning: between Florence and Yachats, Oregon. 16 September 2022.

women in PHLEGM (poetry, history, language, english literature, ghost stories, music)

me when the disability disables me: oh what the fuck? this sucks. what the hell man!

mom said it’s my turn to be ached for, to have someone feel a stab of hunger for me, to feel nourishment at the sight of me. give it now

“you should be at the club” i should be by the sea. i should be in the mountains. i should be awestruck and rendered speechless by the majesty of the natural world. if you even care

hey. don’t cry. crush four cloves of garlic into a pot with a dollop of olive oil and stir until golden then add one can of crushed tomatoes a bit of balsamic vinegar half a tablespoon of brown sugar and stir for a few minutes adding a handful of fresh spinach until wilted and mix in half a cup of grated parmesan cheese and pasta of your choice ok?

my skills include daydreaming about living near the ocean

Victoria Chang, from With My Back to the World: Poems; “The Islands, 1961”