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Swan Song
01:28
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Testify
Umbilical
Karaoke
May pop purple
I am my mother’s polka dotted tissue
Mascara blotted
She cried & swam of it
Me a swan song, my wet pew
Its disrespectful to dye my hair wrong
Spend uneventful week days in my thong
I wanted to become a home to be appraised
but I sit in my shit in some front yard & star gaze
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2. |
Pink Arm Hair Tree
01:29
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The mimosa trees told me
I can be doted on & still lonely
Leaves patterning like rumor mills
Gossipping with whippoorwills
That man reached
But the mimosa’s arm hair is pink
& holds the map towards her own
Pleasuring
I’m so lucky for the lightning’s rage
The mimosa bark prone to breakage
They remind me of my cracks
Where the rain finds its way back
into my body Playfulness can be in spite
Ephemeral, belly laugh, biting
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3. |
Ele-gees Louise
01:47
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Been reading up on Victorian elegies
Gees Louise
I’m so hopeless in a way
My six year old self wouldn’t believe
The soul should always stand ajar
Killed a firefly in the kitchen with a fly swatter
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4. |
Pit
01:04
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& when I saw the way
you came my arm pit made
a peach / of your mouth
today the south
is humid ibid I rode
you into the ground
Pillow talk
Cowlick
Fruit pit
Fruit of a luminous moon
Rock Slick
Pillow talk
Cowlick
Fruit picked
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5. |
Marry Fuck Kill
01:32
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You say what I’m sorry
for is the parts of me
acting like my exes
Sexting in the office
Adjusting micro dresses
Is whimsicality a weapon
Unforgivable to roll
With a girl from Knoxville
I’d expect you to seethe
Marry Fuck Kill / I’d still leave
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6. |
Spaghetti Western
01:23
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Oh lantern
if I licked my fingers
Would it put you out
The death valley of me aflame
Knock kneed knock out
Gratuitous violence
Is this country’s insistence
On teeth & not our howling
My heart closes like saloon doors
but when it rains I’m the heavy pour
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7. |
Citronella (live demo)
01:18
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I wanted to be more like you
Citronella, Good Fellas
In the horsefly heat of June
Centering Queer Narratives
Moral Imperatives
Mostly I’m thinking of the bath last night
I got to be your little spoon
I want to be small and enough
I want the small things to be tough
To survive
I want being alive
To be a series of aesthetic vignettes
Perfectly curated pipettes
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8. |
Siren Song
02:42
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[Verse]
Earlobes adorned nonsensically cutlery
That took too long to acquire mood ring limbs
& teen magazines / wrinkled by screwdriver
Juice, Grey Goose, my half name
In dressing rooms /
[Chorus]
Bucking posture
Floral imposter nascent gods sipping limbo
ambrosia christening / oh petaled wraith my hummingbird
faith my good form butterfly stroke bimbo babe
[Bridge/Volta]
From here you can see the stars’ eyelashes
From here you can see where you used to live
Gummy worm ridge condom ribbed furniture t-shirt dresses
[Verse]
May I be soil for soft whims
May I be less imaginative in what to forgive
Boundaried as amens
[Chorus]
Nectar so saturated its synthetic
The way a name sounds obstructing my moan
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9. |
Cerulean
01:28
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Cerulean eyes for worship
Delicata silhouette shift dress
to the upper thigh: divine: the sky’s slit
looking at me over glasses
Faithfulness
is swimming under the full moon
Shakespeare sleeveless
Skinny dip swoon
I tell the herons my wishes
Sultry month champagne boon
Cerulean costume
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10. |
Nightjar
01:10
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When I’m angry I store my red things in a jar
Hot tamales only candy mom will go for
Playing cards cherry angiomas back scratchers
Remember when
Madison / talked about skin hunger
Touching flowers as if that could satisfy
Each October the mums come out & I’m
so busy with my spirits
Good morning ectoplasm good morning nightjar
Holding on to old coasts
I plant each grief & make seeds of ghosts
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11. |
Magic Fingers
01:12
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I worked at a hair salon
in 2021
I was the first to touch them
In so long
The clients said I had
Magic fingers
I learned
To put sugar
in the bleach
To lessen the sting
Platinum Blonde
Where is your song
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12. |
Dove
01:49
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What are the stakes?
Di dove sei?
Gram knows the word for colander but not worry
The word for shit, playground practice
But not sugar
Scholabast, marone, zucchero
I wonder what her parents wondered
When they spoke in secret to each other
What Gram couldn’t understand
My sister & I spoke in volleyball chants
Nightlight, Nair bottle copy
Card game scoring
What is it
To speak in secret
What am I learning
What am I yearning for
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13. |
Phantasmagossip
01:45
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CW Sexual Violence
In fiction you’re not allowed
To start a story with a dream
But I woke up to him
A man smiling at me
Haircut so 70s
A pattern creates an expectation to be filled, a ghost.
To be filled: a host Whose clothes
am I rummaging through in the spirit world?
70s haircut reaches. Tucks. Hair behind the parenthetical of her ear.
I watch through her eyes. She is tired from the party, the champagne flutes.
A woman gossipped to me
from the other side of the veil
the week I started telling the truth
About what happened to me
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The Noisy Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
They/Them
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Currently based in Philly
IG: @veryverynoisy
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