from a long time ago

But Blue is White Has always been White Will possibly always be White. But really, who dislikes Blue Blue is blueberries sapphire the objectively coolest butterflies To be the default: Navy Blue winters and Blue jeans We the people of Black hair danced to Blue satin sashes: the naturalized ode to Americana Deceptive bliss Just […]

03/08/18, 11:33pm: note from about a week ago

EDIT: After noticing that reading my journals seriously affects my state of mind, for the purposes of future me’s mental health, it’s necessary to preclude this with a note: this is NOT healthy. This is NOT ok. Furthermore, this poem is wallowing in self-pity, self-hatred, and is furthermore self-absorbed, and is perhaps even more damaging […]

11/11/17, 1:54am

The first time, we were coming down. Surreal, soft: I am yellow and she is brown and you are gleaming, you are all gleaming. I am a pendulum: disbelief/wonder/disbelief. Who could you possibly think I am? Fairy lights and jaunty conversation about your day your day your day and this is how I find out […]