Us Ones in Between

“and I’ve heard of pious men
and I’ve heard of dirty fiends
but you don’t often hear
of us ones in between
and I’ve heard of creatures
who eat their babies
and I wonder if they stop
to think about the taste.”

I took a writing workshop this afternoon. I didn’t expect much but…

It was like waking up the desperate hunger after eating something unworthy.

I want to meet someone who has the same hunger as me and can be food to each other…. we can stop to think about the taste, then.

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