Fairy tale tropes for a midwestern gothic are tantalizingly familiar, and when I think of home I see them all, their archetypes and allegories, characters we connect with in a malaise not beyond a garden wall, but right here, with us— in a place of enervated belief and heuristic magic.
Tag: about me
You cannot have your cake donut and eat it, too.
…if I'm going to be connected to you, I'm going to be connected to *you*— crooked teeth and lightning bolts, birthmarks and bent dicks, whatever you've got, I'm okay with it. And I need you to be okay with me, because most of the things that I don't like about my prison of flesh aren't
I might not be who I've been before, not take the same path forward as I've been travelling. It's a new year and Saturn is in Capricorn (Capricorn represent!) and this year, I am resolved.
It's December, and we're still here, and we're allowed to be unproductive for a while. I'm done apologizing for it.