maybe you’re only one or the other,
the doer or the writer.
writers, it’s been done to them.

i wish i had pursued art earlier,
modeling too.

i was convinced that my modeling
was an act of betrayal
to women,
i was encouraged
but i never felt that i would make it
at anything.
and i was always broke.
ive never been good at makeup.
my life is just one revolving door
of ghost stories.

 

i am a writer. the world has been done to me.

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