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Emily Dickinson Antithesis – I’M FUCKED – ARE YOU FUCKED TOO

I’m fucked. Who are you? Are you fucked too? Then there’s a pair of us. Don’t tell them. They are not us. They’d snitch us out – You know. How dreay to no be fucked! How dreary as a frog. To live as an alias to please them All summer long To an admiring bog.

NOBODIES TOGETHER – by Peter Nolan Smith

NOBODIES TOGETHER by Peter Nolan Smith Last autumn my health was challenged by my sickness. I had no energy and rarely left the apartment. My New York friends lied about my condition. When I asked if I looked yellow, they replied, “A little, but you’re not Post-It yellow.” They were lying and I believe them, […]