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“evil is unspectacular and always human, and shares our bed and eats at our own table.” - criminal minds
“one should always be drunk. that’s all that matters…but with what? with wine, with poetry, or with virtue, as you chose. but get drunk.”
one of the oldest human needs is having someone to wonder where you are when you don't come home at night - margaret mead
dizzyingly alone, me and the metal chamber.
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paris, france 🤍
“I read it, and I wished I had not, because my view of the world was so much darker afterward,”
it was nearly 4 am as red light streamed out the bar, sifting through drunk legs. it was closing time, even in new york city.
“let me take you home,” he asked; breath smelling more metallic than his eyebrow piercing.
she smiled into his swirling eyes,
and she was never seen again.
- myra
« we all had some coffee. after that i don’t know any more. the night passed. » - the stranger
new york, new york
grand central smelt of pennies, ticket stubs, and desperation at 5:15 am.
"where're you headed?" the worker asked.
where was he headed? he didn’t realize leaving meant going away. but to go far enough to be folded into memory or far enough to be followed? would his wife search for him?
"connecticut.”
no comment; the worker printed a slip and took his money mechanically.
he needed a congratulations, deserved one for his decision. but who would congratulate a man abandoning his wife?
her beer tasted of sawdust and foam coated her boots; nuts were bland and counter sweaty. but the air was lime fresh and the night neon young and she was free.
myra.
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xxii | she/her | psychology & creative writing | desperately searching for meaning in the mundane
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