โˆยฐ ๐Ÿ€ ๐’ฎ๐’œ๐ผ๐’ฉ๐’ฏ ๐’ฉ๐ผ๐’ž๐ปโ˜ฏ๐ฟ๐’œ๐’ฎ ๐ผ๐’ฎ ๐’œ ๐’ฎ๐’ฏ๐‘…๐ธ๐ธ๐’ฏ ๐ผ๐’ฉ ๐ต๐’ฐ๐’ฎ๐ป๐’ฒ๐ผ๐’ž๐’ฆ ๐Ÿ€ ยฐโˆ

blessed be the boy who slits his own throat before someone else can. let us pray. the meetings are held in a church basement still, and itโ€™s nice to have hobbies. a long dark hallway and you, clawing at the exit door. iโ€™m glad you didnโ€™t die. iโ€™m glad someone called. six witnesses, right? a mother. a store owner. someone elseโ€™s son. i google how to get blood out of tile. i look up how long someone has to wait before they can date. i let you cum inside me because you asked so nicely, because it seemed like you needed it. sorry about the kitchen knives. sorry i canโ€™t be the madonna you want.

Lauren Badillo Milici is a Jersey-born, Florida-raised poet and writer based in Brooklyn. She is the author of Sad Sexy Catholic from CLASH Books. When she isnโ€™t crafting sad poems about sex, sheโ€™s either writing or shouting into the void about film, TV, and all things pop culture.

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