I puke poetry and words that dress polite Lipstick politics and I'm subtle with my dislike When I was young, I itched for pain Like a...

I look for you everywhere I go What is it about this season and its aching for love What is it about this season and the misery of...

There are raspberry stains on my blouse today, my organs melt, low, I stow my stare Mirrored memories merge in me, the quiet kiss of cold...