I Know What My Job Is: I

I Want To Be Like The Patron Saint Of Reality.

For A While After The Rape, I Was Afraid Of My Own Sexuality, Because I Got Raped Right About The Time When I Started Developing Physically.

I'm Incredibly Impressed By People Who Organize To Achieve A Goal, And Believe That They Can Make A Difference And Then Go Ahead And Do Just That. I Think It's Incredible.

I Lie In An Early Bed Thinking Late Thoughts, Waiting For The Black To Replace My Blue. I Do Not Struggle In Your Web Because It Was My Aim To Get Caught. But Daddy Long Legs I Feel That I'm Finally Growing Weary Of Waiting To Be Consumed By You.

My Scars Were Reflecting The Mist In Your Headlights I Looked Like A Neon Zebra, Shaking Rain Off Her Stripes