you can do that if you want to be a man,

but if you want to be a pussy…”

– Man in a Suit, NYC, Quotes on How to Maintain a Social Construct, Vol. II


Did you see

the glow-in-the-dark balloon

floating its way up into the night sky?

It took its place among the stars until it

// popped.

It’s latex bits never making their way back home

getting caught in the frenzy of the atmosphere. If I were a child,

I would have cried.

But they say I’m just too old for that. So I keep

a salt water ocean

behind my eyes

// hoping

the current

will one day find

its way // home again.

sweat, er.. weather

would this sweater be too much?

it’s just to take advantage of the cold to

wear something

i can stretch out in / snuggle into. even if i keep the fan on like

a mountain breeze.

i miss… / that

we try to talk without really saying

much of anything, we talk around

things, even though

(there is so much) i want to… (express). we try not to since

i think, someone once told us

there is a line here. they told us

it looks like a tripwire. we never checked,

why is that line here? it looks like a puppet


let me put on my sweater.