Let’s fuck Don’t pretend like you don’t know How much I need your body I die inside When I remember The shape of your ass I need to be there Oh god Please let’s fuck Please I have so much planned Let’s do it for hours Days Call in sick for a week Not enough […]
She looks like him sometimes some guy I used to know I loved him, so pretty fresh crisp youth, sun-baked femininity he was how I knew that I wasn’t like the rest of them I wanted to make him mine I asked him to be my valentine I waited for sparks to fly Nothing ever […]
Custard Blueberries Strawberries Food everywhere she looks MMMMmmmahahaahammmmmmm Yessirmaam Ode to the Munchies I want summadat’, Ms. O’Day. Gimme your guy’s number, please omfg I need to solicit drugs from the 1950’s yes please What a poem this is turning out to be Anita O’Day, come over here fuck me in that cute little […]
I hate that even if I could Read your mind We exist at the same time. I could try To focus Listen, lean in Find the subject Follow the fugue But no matter how hard I strain Our thoughts coexist I could never hear your thoughts Over my own anxious bullshit.
https://www.podbean.com/media/share/pb-2fjkh-a7906e We are back with the second episode of the music series!! Teleporting back to the 1920’s, we talk about the women of blues. These brave women freed our souls for rock and roll, and Elvis took all the credit. What a jackass, amirite. We talk about Mamie Smith, Ma Rainey, Bessie Smith, Ida Cox, […]