thinks of lake superior

The feeling that stagnates between “detached” & “invicible.”
Get stuck there. Self-destruction– palpable. Don’t want to watch my thoughts, just want to eat this bag of m&ms, drink this handle of tequila.
Don’t know why I land there, but can’t just step out of it. Slow climb to awareness.
Easier, still see my shoeprints from last time. Two [...]

attention (poet)

So many things I want to tell someone yet know no one really cares about. This is what blogs are good for. 
& I’m binge eating rather than running & blogging rather than screening journaling & for the first time ever my nails are long enough to break. I’ve been biting them since the womb (I [...]