honestly…

i will call your bullshit
bullshit
i was once called
a truthteller
& i know it to be
true
with a scorpio’s biting sting
i show you my truth
& yours
i spill it out
unable to keep it in
unwilling to keep it in
maybe this is why
i am so fabulously
unpopular
the truth
is that unwelcome guest
you keep
on your front
doorstep
curtains closed.

(look how pretty i am as a siren!
and honestly, my nipples do look like starfish.)

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pariah prophesies

i am pretty sure
that my opinion
will never be a popular one…
but
somehow
that never stops me
from sharing
in fact
my unpopularity
eggs me on….

so listening to david bowie while doing self-portraits can have interesting effects. this one actually reminds me of my sister patrice. i figure if i see a family resemblance in my self-portraits, i’m doing a good job of it–especially since i rarely look in a mirror–ever. i mean, i am often out in public going, “holy fuck, i have no idea what i look like,” and hoping for the best…though suspicious when everyone is smiling at me in a sad sort of sympathetic way….