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November 2022

(( an old poem ))
Cherry Nin
(( an old poem ))
Cherry Nin
If it weren’t for the man jerking off in the Rite Aid parking lot, I wouldn’t have noticed. He had his hands in it. Spare some change for something to…
Cherry Nin
Cut cholesterol Cut lunar disk cut Lunar disk cut cold It’s as if people across north america, central america, (alaska and hawaii) It’s as if all…
Cherry Nin

September 2022

We aren’t getting through this without a civil war, he wrote, one late October evening, head poking out from the hole he’d dug in the backyard. Stars…
Cherry Nin

August 2022

Back when I was living in Philadelphia, there was this guy, his name was Jacks (yes, plural), he would walk around with his head cracked open. Each…
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Someone you love loves to swim. Maybe they are a frog. Or a fish. That’s it, a fish. You are, a kid. Someone you love loves to swim. You are, floating…
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January 2022

What happens after You die And Do doves survive After being released? GPA pilled teenagers with shitty guesses I cut a pair of jeans into a thong, kept…
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Okay, okay yes—I am far away now. It is almost like, I am nowhere at all. My hands move, my body-mind produces images and my little fingers tap tap tap…
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December 2021

My sister always tells this story, she’s quite a bit older than me, I was an accident, she had been on purpose, though her dad was long gone, and I…
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