Last Bitch Standing

Can I Please Eat In The Computer Room Tonight? by Nicole Nikolich (2025)

Age of Innocence by Toskovat’

Anathema

You returned to me this afternoon.

Like a wild creature running from the winter’s chill you scratched at the front door until your fingernails were splintered and peeled back.

I let you in expecting someone else. I should have looked through the peephole before opening my home.

Hair matted with grime and teeth stained with blood you ran to me as a child would to their mother, arms outstretched, and held me close in an embrace which siphoned the warmth from my bones.

Darling, you were never one to commit to anything.

It was foolish of me to expect you would stay in your grave for long.

Look, if you're having a bad day, here's a 6,000 year old pig-shaped pottery pot.

WELCOEM TO MY FUCK HOUSE

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"the world isn't kind" ok??? Much more importantly are you?????

sometimes i doubt myself when i inform people that i have both adhd and autism. i have an adhd diagnosis, but i don’t have an autism diagnosis. i get this feeling like im lying. but multiple autistic people in my life have looked at me unprompted and been like “dude, im pretty sure you’re autistic.” who am i to argue with the rulings of the council?

Finished a new piece. I think it speaks to my state of mind. Notice the fine details. :)

Some parents will never forgive you for how they failed you

my god, this poem brought me to tears.. very well written.

i wrote a twin cinema poem about two gay soldiers in wwi

context: the two sides, read separately, are the two soldiers thinking about their futures with each other. when read together, it's a reflection of their final thoughts when they die together struck by bullets <3