Write or Die

Write or Die I slept 12 hours. I wanted to meditate but that would send me back to sleep. So I washed my face with cold water, I looked at the mirror. I hardly remembered where I left myself yesterday, who I was planning to become, what did I become when I last stared at…

Demon-free Like a Feather

Demon-free Like a Feather I was so kind…so kind…even too kind…too kind to be true…so gentle like an angel…my soul was like a feather of a baby bird…I was not even able to feel it most of the time…but I was a human…no other human could comprehend that…nor was I able to believe they were…

Confession of an Idiot

Confession of an Idiot There was a big hard knot in the middle of my chest ever since I knew myself…I ran, I sang, I swore, I kicked the ground, I played ball, I fought, I won, I lost…I ran…I ran…I ran…stood on top of a hill…on the cliff…o-n-t-h-e-c-l-i—f-f…knot was there…still in the middle of…

Full Moon, Dragon and PMS

Full Moon, Dragon and PMS It was full moon and I reported all my ex-lovers to the police. Yes, I did…I did…I did…Oh God…I did and it felt so good…so empowering…it felt like I fucked them better than they fucked me at least once…but I also wanted to kill some of them…or maybe I did…

Blue Pill

Blue Pill He left and it rained but not because he left. It just rained. I thought I was upset because he had left, but I was not…not because of that. He said he was my friend and I agreed with that….at least for a few moments a day…or something like that. I then got…

Writing is Joyfully Painful

Writing is Joyfully Painful Write…you should write about that girl…isn’t that such a touching scene…how could he do that to me…Oh God! That hurt…still hurts…fuck him…fuck that and everything…cry…cry until your heart stops aching because your head takes it over… close your curtain write about that too…sit there until your but feels like a stone…write…

The Orchids’ Prayer

The Orchids’ Prayer No it was not love…he knew it was not…she could feel it was not but wanted to believe that it was…at least for a little while…she looked strong like an oak but she was an orchid on the inside…yes that is right she was fragile…the world was cruel…she was fragile…the world was…

Walls Thin Walls

Walls Thin Walls I thought about builders a lot tonight…I wondered whether they were all asexual…soon I was convinced that they all were as I had to listen to my nymphomaniac neighbor who fucked all night like a cat…she screamed…the guy screamed…and I remembered the builders…she meowed…he roared…and I remembered the builders…I hated them but…

Devils of Her Soul

Devils of Her Soul Here I am…breathless…fearful…voiceless…tearful…colorless…no longer beautiful…being tormented again…who are you…no answer…what do you want…no answer…you are a bitch…you know you are a bitch…don’t play idiot…don’t play victim…you know you are a whore deep in your soul…your husband is a good man…but every day you drove him mad…in fact you called him mad…