Trusting Men (An Essay)

It’s not that you don’t trust men.

It’s that you don’t trust yourself.

You knew something was off.

You ignored that knowing.

And you stayed when you should have left.

That’s on you.

Not men.

△

Real World Recruit (An Essay)

You want me to join you in the ‘real’ world.

Yet you won’t join me in the REAL world.

And the difference between you and I,

is that I don’t care if you join me here or not.

You, on the other hand, are hell-bent on recruiting.

△

With two friends:

I take a pic of friend #1 since she and the background look perfect together.

Friend #2 sees the pic, loves the pic, and tells me to do the same for her.

I tell friend #2 that’s not how art works.

△

“Can I be frank with you?”

Asking for permission to be honest and straightforward.

Absurd.

Both the asking for permission and the fact that you’re not normally honest and straightforward.

Why else would you need a precursor to telling the truth?

Just tell it.

Or at least replace ‘frank’ with Mandy.

△