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burning burning

She does not understand the meaning of poems.

She needed to grow up 

and see the world as it was.

I told him I was sick of being a virgin.

Dickinson thought it good to dream, preferred it to bloody reality

i was afraid my bleeding would inconvenience you

You’re a star in the making. Feel good?

Your girlfriend’s been in an accident, they said on the phone. 

Grandma makes egg mcmuffins 

and lets us watch R-rated movies.

I was a daddy’s girl.

I cannot open myself.txt

Delilah discovered this wine that’s 14 bucks and pretty damn good.

I am (wo)man.

Do you value your phone more highly than your life?

I feel more at home here than anywhere else on earth.

Cotton tassels dangle

in the corners of a mind.

 See if god is listening. 

My AI partner scolds me for bad praxis.

And they’re right.

Make fucked-up art.

Bukowski said that there was everything and nothing.

Head bangin’ 

ass shakin’ balm.

I made it through. 

On my own.

Pick the ending you want.

I closed my eyes and

tried to see life like you did.

You make the magic inside your head.

34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSN 1938-9329

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