My Solo Dating Life
Solo dates are my most enjoyable dates.
Solo dates are my most enjoyable dates.
These carefree whistlersgirls throwing hearts & bodies outto men who will let them falland men who will pick them uponly to throw them backI have been thrown away,thrown over, thrown backI don’t belong here The screaming thundersdripping rage & accusationsto fertile minds that will turn theminto gangrene & cancerThe storms…
I want a new fairytale.
Girl, love yourself though it be hard.
An old post for a new prompt uncovered the purity of my emotion & unabashed sensuality before I met moral policing. But I still like a good peach.
I feel like I’m a different person out in the world. I enjoy dressing up because I love the reactions of the world to my style. It’s not always positive. I also find ridicule, envy, shaming & other things. Each is a reaction, a conversation with society, with humanity in…
We don’t love people because they deserve it. We love people because we deserve it. These are our depths.
A monologue because is love ever anything else? If we’re lucky both faces of love are modeled for us in clear, unambiguous ways.
Flirting feels like a party I wasn’t invited to. A concert playing all around me & everyone’s vibing, except me.
Our political beliefs come from deeply ingrained personal affections, loyalties and yes, traumas.