“I had never experienced the loss of a person through social media”

“We are coming down from molly. We are coming down from our first threesome together.”

“junkyard carousels,
horses with their mouths polished into jump rope handles”

Landscapes collide with human swarms

Binge because YOLO.

A desire… to stop hating my body…

“chanting lyrics that speak to the loss of someone or something formerly close”

“This is chronic pain. This is the fever that never breaks”

Rich with eroticism, horror and the occult.

“I don’t believe you had any clue you were being a creep”

“just like that, I ate up every heart you ever gave me”

Boogie down in that kill uniform.

“first surprising things about dating someone of the same sex”

Clips of life in South America

Shaken free from glitter and peasant tops.

Her skin, her medium. Her skin, the canvas.

“The last girl I slept with texts: I’m clean. Why? Are you?”

“His skull broke open on the asphalt”

“Sometimes I think atomic thoughts…”

Gay… I’m gay.