A man sits too close to me on the train after work today
He eyes my CVS bag of super tampons
And says, “You use those. So I guess that means you take good dick.”
I tell him that I have a bigger penis than he does, so this conversation is irrelevant.
He laughs and gets off
at 57th street
Never thinks of me again.
My heart fists its way through my throat
when I think of him standing on the platform headed to his girlfriend’s house
His mother’s basement
His daughter’s bedroom door.
The whole ride home, I replay his voice in my head
I am so angry I can taste blood.
I imagine my jaw hammering away at his skull
My teeth launching at his mouth, shredding the lips
Until they are frayed beyond repair
Until he can not recognize his own tongue in the ruins
Until he can not build speech out of anything
Until the train car floor is slippery red with his insides
Until the cops come and outline the crime scene
With every tampon in this whole city
To soak him all up.
July 2011
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“Learning about sex was a little bit like learning grammar. Every teacher you had assumed some other teacher taught you the year before, or the year before that, as if none of them wanted to talk about it, as if grammar was a bunch of dirty words. A massive silence surrounded dangling participles and infinite clauses, and you learned to fear making mistakes you didn’t know how to avoid.”
—Ann E. Imbrie (Spoken in Darkness: Small-Town Murder and a Friendship Beyond Death)
“Say I won’t nigga.”
—African-American Proverb … bwahaha, re-posted for AG and no one else.
much obliged :)
As am I :p
Dear Brandi,
Do not mistake attention for affection. You know better. Let your actions/responses be demonstrative of such.
“Words can never fully say what we want them to say, for they fumble, stammer, and break the best porcelain. The best one can hope for is to find along the way someone to share the path, content to walk in silence, for the heart communes best when it does not try to speak.”
—Margaret Weis
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Its Ociele! (see side pic) lol.
lol bawse!
“He had noticed that events were cowards: they didn’t occur singly, but instead they would run in packs and leap out at him all at once.”
—Neverwhere by Neil Gaiman
“The bad news is time flies. The good news is you’re the pilot.”
—Michael Althsuler
“Nothing has killed me yet. Not even you.”
—I Wrote This For You: The Spiral Twists Me
“If we were made in His image, then call us by our names. Most intellects do not believe in God, but they fear us just the same.”
—Erykah Badu
Overheard Convos in the Office
- Some Contractor: .... It's an addiction.
- My Boss: I don't know that I have one, besides my kids and chewing gum.
- Me (thinking): I love that she said her kids were an addiction and said it naturally, made me smile.
Pretending like I don't care or feel affected.
#ThingsImNotGoodAt
