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Maria Kirsch

1.

I did coke with my

mother;

She’d professionally crush the stones,

Make two big lines,

and sniff it

first.

2.

Opening my Glückskekse,

It says:

‘YOU’LL FIND A LETTER IN YOUR POSTBOX.’

The letter says:

‘YOU HAVE TO PAY A 200 EURO TICKET.’

3.

I can never post a video of you carrying me.

I’m too heavy,

Unlike the girls

you like.

4.

Berlin,

You take and you give,

and you are so dirty, so beautiful.

You smell like cigarettes, trash, and drugs.

You smell like summer.

You smell like sweat.

And you give and you take,

And you love me so hard.

5.

Coughing my lungs out smoking another cigarette for some reason I think that

nothing

will ever happen to me.

6.

I have 4 boyfriends.

One’s my

father.

The second one is

dying.

The third one has very

long hair.

Another one used to have very

long hair.

They all showed me

how much pain I can take,

how much love I deserve.

 
 

Maria Kirsch, based in Berlin.

"Veracity is that which we want in poets, that they shall say how it was with them and not what might be said." — Ralph Waldo Emerson

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