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I cleared the logjam. There’s another fucking log.

A brief, wistful note to someone I don’t see enough.

I have herpes. I don’t have herpes. Alert the media.

Writing, writing, writing….

On paying for it and how it deforms my brain.

Never happened.

Documenting my likes….

Polina and I take one step toward one another.

I don’t manipulate.

I DO seduce.

I like to imagine what might be possible.