not many more

learn to enjoy nothing days

with seconds slower than scabs

relay to the hurried girl yesterday

its easy to close all her tabs

no bus today

for the first time in sixteen years
there are no sharpened pencils
new t-shirts
or rehashing of the old worries
my anxieties are brand spanking new
adult ass ones.
a three hundred count newness
of cotton softness and simple adulthood
making coffee
and living for my own
unborrowed learning

a practical guide to painting your room, pt one

so!

you moved into an urban shithole and need a self affirming domestic pick me up.

not to fear!

painting isn't just for self harming german turpentine junkies.

there are a few things to remember however!

one.

you may never paint your new room the color of an ex lovers hair. the color of their skin is acceptable, as it is likely soft and neutral and can remind you of other things, like wurthers originals or cottege cheese, but hair colors will surely entangle you in old memories.

two.

you are renting. fuck tarps.

three.

when it comes to painting your room, price is no object. mostly because they do not tell you how much your paint is until after it is mixed.