social bodies (55)
i am about life
like pocketful of coins
it will obliterate you
being mad
we will be nothing but a first name
hunt it down like prey
not like reading does
good one darragh
like cigarettes in a pack
we can actually hear you
memory never stops
little too
anja & audre & arundhati
to be attached is anticapitalist
not resigned
children of our age
I know she knew
or maybe?
he didn't exactly kill himself
and she pretended to believe that we believed her
not much room
what she wanted was a pair of ears
the incomprehensible muttering
suffering is all-consuming
we climb and we fall
bite the hand that feeds you
i read it helps
we must once again be citizens
all of them said, I can rescue some
didnt plan
why couldnt she
to love just a little bit
keep the past at bay
would it be all right to go ahead and feel?
a house a person a sigh
moved around like checkers
wij zijn meer
on coal and devastation
sisterly love
sociability as much a law
how could he help me anyway
the kind of drug a man would invent
in the very bodies
refused, rejected, denied
a place to live though
a hero to do both
cruelty
wat je hebt en wat je voelt
permanente schrik
het interesserde niemand
onderdrukken
fuck dat
slow kill
