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big game hunting in Dear love
Dear love, I find myself running out of things to say to you. What can you say to the beast you once loved? Can you admire his fangs, his claws, his predatory eyes? Is there even a man in there? ...
Dear Love, The further away I get from you, and the more I unwind the tangles of yarn that are memories and my mind, the more I feel like I don’t know you. Not because I didn’t know you. But beca...
you treat me like a casualty of the war inside your head
Dear love, There’s too many reminders still. On my skin, in my hair, on the walls. In my wallet. The debt. The pain. The memories that just keep coming back and the more I remember the more I wan...
A Little Death in Dear love
Dear love, I remember when I thought you might kill me. It happened more than once. The arbitrary lines you would say, soft and with a devilish grin that implied I had saved you from becoming a ...
Resistance in Dear love
Dear love, Remember how you used to say that I saw you? That I got you? Oh, baby. Do I got you. I couldn’t see before. Or, well. I could. But I didn’t see the damage you were inflicting. I saw yo...
“Just talk to someone.” the messenger list of who i’ve been talking to is a problem. i just don’t trust any of them. “You have to trust a couple?” sure. maybe. they’ve got big capital P problems....
The Public in Dear love
Dear love, The further away from you I get, the more clear it becomes. The more I talk about what I experienced, the more obvious things get. And I can’t talk about it. You’re clever that way. Yo...
Dear love, you warned me it would be like this. you spoke with knowledge and cleverness and i said i’d be fine. well, i’m not. you were right. i submit. can you make it stop now? i sit on the co...
Dear love, I see your cycles. I see the drowning waters that you churn for me, adrift on a sea of your design. Drown in me, you whisper. Your mouth is an open invitation to suffering. Fall back ...
Dear love, Today you’re the ghost entwined in my soul. I can’t see you or through you or into you, but I can feel your lingering pulling at me. Everyone assures me I walked away for a reason. But...
Dear love, I still think about how you feel inside of me. In every way you’ve been within me. Your tongue, fingers, cock, soul, heart, love, mind, lies, pain, promises. In the heat of lust I can ...
once I poured my loneliness into the void where language was my lover
Dear love, I wanted to build a life with you. I wanted to fold your laundry, make tea for you, and listen to you cooking while I worked on a game in the other room, shouting an idea to you now an...
i’m tired of this pain you put in me keep it in your own heart; mine is occupied by the scars you left behind.
tonight is the first night of fear it sits in my stomach and chews away at the intestines reminds me of the love i bear even as i shed my lovers like dreams upon waking it lives on what ifs and c...
the world bears witness to your grief stricken tears, public loss dreams you must kill in exchange for dreams slaughtered. mourn the loss of me create space for yourself to fully feel the void i ...
you drift away. swallowed within the void of your heart glass walls fogged with regret sit between us droplets of promises we’ll never keep memories unmade fade around us we could never save us f...
i need you to be in love with me. not love me. be consumed. smile stupidly when you see me. drown me in your need. let me fill you up with all of me. i will pour myself inside of you find a home ...
suck on the bones of our decaying remains. consume the marrow swallow our essence let it transform you: body, soul, heart sex. eat of us grow fat on vindication salivate indignation scoop out ou...
i want to celebrate this life i’ve had with you. To the towers now toppling the myths unraveling the dreams undiscovered the beauty untouched. Our great city built on in-jokes and broken promise...
step into my dreams rescue me from the ocean i nightly drown in blow oxygen from your heart to kindle mine
i keep the page with your chicken scrawl handwriting. notes for a meeting. name. time. place. a number. that kind of meeting, important Things Get Done and Decided. a meeting that means nothing t...
i am a stepping stone to your best self designed for your self discovery created for your grand epiphany ears for listening eyes for witnessing hands for comforting heart for loving i am all you ...
you stripped safety in your need. waking from frightened sleep to your thrust and grunt your weight on my body over and over and over again. i stopped sleeping in our bed, you decried a sign of d...
