"this feels like sex, and looks like rape,/a victimization of intimacy" and that last line, it's like realizing the truth again and again and again.

wow back. i love it.

the last line gave me chills.

i love all of your writing.

and the second stanza of this is just too gorgeous to be real.

your writing's changed to suit winter. leather coats and flavored alcohol and all the things we bite our lips to keep from spilling out. hold onto it, chica. loveyou.

Wow, this is almost painful to read. Your details are nice, but must be hell to live. "the vowels are sharp on my palms." Shit. That's amazing. Gorgeous work. Keep writing! :)