sherry. 27. college grad who has no idea what the fuck she's going to do with her life. i write what i write & if you don't like it, stop reading. :)

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current (some ongoing) obsessions:
writing smut. mexican food. beat poetry. erotica. sitting in my room for hours on end listening to music and writing. . nfa. cote de pablo. freak folk. huge warm cozy vintage sweaters. reality shows in general. vienna teng. mike doughty. peanut butter. jewel tones. vintage dresses i'll never wear. earth tones. semi-colons. books of poetry, any kind. singer-songwriters. not snow. always tori. the knife. fever ray. asian artists (music/writing/fashion design). dresses with leggings. skinny jeans. lykke li. vintage enamel flower pins. etsy. metric. sarah harmer. joni mitchell.

current music

and if i am a sailor
and you are the warm gulf wind
and you've blown into this little port
and roused my dreams again

"almost" by sarah harmer

if he were not knee deep in mud
he'd bring her his drugs
he'd get her a typewriter

"grow up and blow away" by metric

and now, the writing:

hospital bar = my favorite poem i've written

random poem: hypersensitive shivering 101

something random from my favorites: the fate of dear sybil by Tytherpol

currently reading: middlesex by jeffrey eugenides and journals - early fifties, early sixties by allen ginsberg.

also, i'm always looking for interesting poets on here and interesting music to listen to, so feel free to pm me recs. :)