A poem —
Adult happy mealsGood morningTuesday terror formingThe glass pipe blackens as it’s litAnd the…
XanaxA steady salaryCocaineA Netflix tapestryAmbienNoise machine metallic blues
you’re a little bit lost, you think.as you survey your surroundingsyou expect unease to swell within,but you’re still inside your mind, you watch…
ethereal lab coat elixirs — feel it in your veins,a kingdom coming come-down — nobody’s naming names,counter top…
Prose: I attended teenage therapy fucked up on Ludes
a response to “We Real Cool” by Gwendolyn Brooks
poetry
So daring was he that he chased down dragons with simple inhalations.