taiturner
She is in danger here. And after everything that she's done for us. But no, you have to be a little brat, just like you always are. You know what? If you're so grossed out by it, just take it downstairs and empty it.
#yellowjackets
Is that your boyfriend? Oh, we don't have to talk about that. Well, I mean, okay. He's, um... His name is Walter. We met online, so, you know, it's pretty new.
ahaura
Whatever exists at the earth's center will get me sooner or later. Sooner. Than I think. That core of light squeezed tight and shut, dense as a star, as molten mirrors. Dark red and heavy. Slab at the butcher's. Already it's dragging me down, [...]
Margaret Atwood, Selected Poems II (1976β1986), βAging Female Poet on Laundry Dayβ
