Poems from AFriedlander
I hate you so much.
I hate you the way an alcoholic hates his family
because he wants to be told he’s not crazy
he just wants to know he’...
Everyone always tells you to write what you know
but honestly why can’t I just write
what I don’t know
don’t see
can’t understand
because I...
This morning I woke up with a cut on my finger and thought
How did I get this cut on my finger I thought
I must have been on such an...
You are perfect.
But your soul is as cracked
as the lips
and the nails
that you bite and break because
you hate everything about
yourself....
I want to see a map drawn to scale.
I want to witness and discover for myself
the boundaries that obstruct
borders that separate
love and...