A poem about triangulation. There'd be zero issues if they were "just friends". But they're not, and he doesn't love her but she's got her hooks in him anyway fully knowing she's keeping him from TRUE LOVE or any real chance of HAPPINESS


A micropoem about Alex Ebert cuz he's a constellation walking amongst us and he's teaching me how to be human + 3 AM snaps of me from right nowssss! โœŒ