"Messy love is better than none,
I guess. I am no authority
on sane living."

Margaret Atwood, Morning in the Burned House

"I feel like cotton candy: sugar and air. Squeeze me and I’d turn into a small sickly damp wad of weeping pinky-red."

― Margaret Atwood, The Handmaid’s Tale

brightlightsloudnoises:

"41 degrees, wednesday night" by bill winchester
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brightlightsloudnoises:

"41 degrees, wednesday night" by bill winchester

Click here to buy ”young”, a collection of poetry by Bill Winchester(brightlightsloudnoises) on Amazon.com-$9

In the end they all become cardboard cut outs. The main character of a film from a few years back. Someone you used to kiss with your eyes closed.

End of the earth #tasmania

End of the earth #tasmania

Tasmania Beauty at Wineglass Bay #wayoutback  #tasmania

Tasmania Beauty at Wineglass Bay #wayoutback #tasmania

From dawn til dusk

From dawn til dusk

Boat Cruise on the Gold Coast

Boat Cruise on the Gold Coast

flossing

grabbing both sides of the string, fingers turning blue

wrapped tight

plucking out the leftovers

tasting iron.

he didn’t brush

teeth rotting

tasting like the insides of a dead pig

and onions growing legs.

if they fell out he’d buy new ones,

paying monthly.


Don’t spell it out,

don’t bother me.

I want to stay in my garbage bag

full of chocolate sauce

and salt.

I like grinding up my soul

like some sort of meat

to put in a fast food burger.