Fuck you and your Nike socks Your Gucci shirt and fancy watch We used to…
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Hunter T. is an openly transgender army veteran currently living in Los Angeles.
‘I wrote this song a couple of years back about a breakup that was particularly…
My mind wanders and then I catch it Dark thoughts perpetuate I set them on…
Spirit Box by H.N. Meertens Sunk beneath the sea In the vaults of her dreams…
1. She.
The three-letter word echoes in my head until it sounds foreign. It feels like toxic sludge, slowly seeping through every minute crack in my brain, infecting every centimeter.
A poem about postseason baseball from a diehard Boston Red Sox fan.
Refurbished by Ben Brizell The broken delusions, the fading past. Tanned girls in crop tops,…
Perpetual Slaying: daughter, sister, & friend (An Epitaph) Basil Soper the surly mug of slaughter…
A Poem by Jeff van Reen, The Netherlands When I look in the mirror the…