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I’m trying to stay awake riding back to the park in the trunk of a car in yr jacket in yr arms
Nothing smears like my lipstick and talking shit on tall boys over tall cans in the dark

I’ve never been that good at standing up to the way that people treat me but i sure as hell can tell what you mean when yr screaming at me that i will never be able to get close to anyone as long as i am unable to admit that they are hurting me

And i miss you more than i miss home let’s set fire to this car and let the radiator blow
Meet me on the porch at 3am to stomp to death the fear that lives beneath the floorboards of my chest and drown it out in cigarettes

And i would love to tell you that it gets better, and it does get better but it also gets so much fucking worse and without laundering food stamps railing xanax at the beach that town doesn’t mean shit to me

I’m fighting off sleep riding back to the park in the trunk of a car in yr jacket in yr arms
Nothing smears like my lipstick and talking shit on tall boys over tall cans in the dark

And i can’t sleep when i’ve got somewhere to be like climbing past chain link fences and second chances like decolonizing my relationship with myself and with my art and with the capitalist idea i’ve got a responsibility to be productive

And i would love to tell you all the pointless shit i did today but we haven’t talked in months and we’re a thousand miles away from each others sunburnt bodies, smoking spliffs and climbing trees, at least that’s how i hope you will remember me

I’m fighting off sleep riding back to the park in the trunk of a car in yr jacket in yr arms
Nothing smears like my lipstick and talking shit on tall boys over tall cans in the dark

But asleep inside that notion of femininity as silence, vulnerability or patience literally anything but violence it’s just coercion into pacifism like “don’t stand up, bash back, and don’t ask questions” cause you’ll uncover an objective with a more materialist intention

And i would love to tell you all the pointless shit i did today but we haven’t talked in months and we’re a thousand miles away from each others sunburnt bodies, smoking spliffs and climbing trees, at least that’s how i hope you will remember me

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from treehouse, released April 26, 2017

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pigeon pit Seattle, Washington

stories from a young agender witch falling in love with her bicycle, navigating storms and streets and relationships, never searching for her home, because her home is beneath her, taking her through narrow streets inside her head, into bakeries and oceans and arms. pigeon pit is a collection of stories wrapped in sunburned skin and a brave heart from a small beach town. ... more

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