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Me playing “the Google” in a crowded cafe
Me playing “the Google” in a crowded cafe
Beginning of my “A Streetcar Named Desire” blaxploitation adaption
i just simultaneously
laughed
and cried -
does that cancel them out?
i feel like i’m
having some
heavy
catastrophic
secret
mental
breakdown -
it’s tearing my flesh apart.
i feel like a tourist dropped
into the inverse square root of this world -
often i fight the urge to punch a random stranger on the street
Just reedited one of my favorite shorts with music and a little color correcting. Check it out! Password is “title”.
(Source: zukes)
Poem created with bottle caps.
Poem by Angell Jazmin