a skeleton running from the closet.

jiordan:

a female writer
living and working
in san francisco.

sing my praises
or donate cash at:
jrc81890eeb7
at yahoo dot com.

Fri May 24

(Source: fat-grrrl-activism, via tryingtofindthewords)

5/24/13.

I broke your jaw
with a too-long look
masquerading as a red-gloved right hook
when what I meant to say with words was
You’re talking but you’re not saying much.

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Perks of this job (though I have to find a new one because I’m no longer a student here).

  • spandex as pants (admittedly, to a certain degree)
  • snacks all the time (well, the right to snacking - I have to provide my own)
  • free books
  • some great junk mail (the kind you’re surprised to find you actually want)
  • free copies and scans and sending stuff in the mail!
  • the constant fear that I’ll never get another job since I graduated last week and everyone has the same qualifications as me
  • wait, what?

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