God, Our Footsteps Interlace

Right now I feel just like a straight girl

(whooooooo jussssttttt wants to wriiiiiiiite about her maaaan).

What distinguishes straight girls is that they are mean to other girls.

There isn’t enough room for both of us to be big and beautiful, Jane.

I’m scared you’re such a good poet, Jane.

You had a crisis so now I am having one because I can’t bear it when

two people please each other in front of me and

I’m not involved and

I can’t bear your crafty participatory nature when

other people participate it drives me down a ditch of non-participation.

When you eat I get hungry even though there’s literally nothing to eat.

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