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Can you look deeper?You see that girl you just bullied?
The one you harassed over her choice of art?
The art of a man beating a woman to death?
She saw her father kill her mother when she was five.
You know that man who likes to photograph himself in dresses?
The one you called a homo because of his choice of clothing?
Well, his parents wanted him to be a girl instead of a boy.
So they made him dress like that everyday to pretend he was a girl.
You know that woman who writes stories about child rape?
The one you bullied until she didn’t know how to cope with life anymore
Her uncle has been in jail for the past eleven years.
He raped her daily for seven years of her life.
What about that guy who favored abstract artwork?
Do you remember him he liked to use the colors red and black a lot.
He was nearly beaten to death when he was fourteen.
He only knows nightmares because he remembers seeing his blood on the wall.
What about me? Do you remember me? Even just a teensy little bit?
You bullied me because
you never taught me thisbecause i've always lived by the numbers
geometry and biology were crystal clear
its wasn't the blood started dripping
and the screams pierced through lectures i realized
i don't understand
this wasn't in the syllabus,
history told me which amendment protected me
if i was caught red handed-
but what about red wrists?
biology showed me where the bones are,
how our heart pumps
no one told me bones and blood meant something more
when we brought them out by choice
nobody told me we have to lie
nobody told me the truth
no one fucking told me this would happen,
i'm sick of seeing blood that shouldn't be there
i'm sick of the white lies stretching over lunch break
like skin stretching over bones
i'm sick of it,
shut up the lectures
stop the labs
close the history books
because this is happening now,
and since nobody told me
let me tell you right now
i will not stand for this
i won't let you do this
Parenting for Sex AddictsThe half-day.
We are not those folks that need an occasion to try. And that’s what they call it, too. Trying. As if the very idea of it is taxing. It’s not taxing and we are not those people.
No. We do not go by some magical calendar. Schedules aren’t really our thing in general. That’d be too organized. Too stuffy. Too… I don’t know… too planned. And we’re not the type of people whom plan.
If we could—plan—our lives would be much different. I think. It’s hard to say because this is how we’ve always been.
Our very togetherness is a result of impulse. I’m almost certain that the amount of time it took us to decide to move in together was significantly shorter than the amount of time it took us to remember each other’s names. We might have had our first conversation moments after that first… what I mean to say is we didn’t plan. Because planning would have been much t
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