All Nonfiction
- Bullying
- Books
- Academic
- Author Interviews
- Celebrity interviews
- College Articles
- College Essays
- Educator of the Year
- Heroes
- Interviews
- Memoir
- Personal Experience
- Sports
- Travel & Culture
All Opinions
- Bullying
- Current Events / Politics
- Discrimination
- Drugs / Alcohol / Smoking
- Entertainment / Celebrities
- Environment
- Love / Relationships
- Movies / Music / TV
- Pop Culture / Trends
- School / College
- Social Issues / Civics
- Spirituality / Religion
- Sports / Hobbies
All Hot Topics
- Bullying
- Community Service
- Environment
- Health
- Letters to the Editor
- Pride & Prejudice
- What Matters
- Back
Summer Guide
- Program Links
- Program Reviews
- Back
College Guide
- College Links
- College Reviews
- College Essays
- College Articles
- Back
The Leper MAG
I want you to know that you are insignificant.
You are a lone-star fly's picnic; your
kisses turn
to embalming fluid in the wet grave of
my mouth.
You used to flinched as I pruned myself
who pours boiling oil down their own
ramparts?
My blossom bruises needed watering somehow.
For what it's worth, you should've called
a hearse, not an ambulance.
There's only so much spit can do to hold
together mousetrapped toes
and a chloroformed nose, or this throat already parched for more bleach.
As close as we are now is how close
we came to the edge
of the subway, how close the hair dryer came to dropping
in our bathtub. I bathe my lungs in the
fresh coat of tar they beg for.
Oh darling, I'm just another moth
magnetized by the late night neon
that heathen flicker and carnal flame,
fingers forever hovering over
that big red self-destruct button as I
grew pale with leprosy.
Similar Articles
JOIN THE DISCUSSION
This article has 4 comments.
8 articles 0 photos 86 comments
Favorite Quote:
"Empty yourself and let the universe fill you." -Yogi Tea