Well, let’s see
my country is the dumbest –
we don’t believe rapes happen until
rapists say they went around grabbing women by the pussies,
and btw
rapists feel comfortable saying
they’re going around grabbing women by the pussy
while microphoned
because the boys club is that insulating,
oh and all this
is the only reason we won’t be electing Cheeto Hitler as president,
but
JESUS CHRIST
if Cheeto Hitler’s intense embarrassment
and shame on his face didn’t make all of this worth it.
Almost.
Kind of.
Worth it.
If someone could bring me a bathtub of bourbon that’d be great.
—melony ppenosyne
Flommist Melony Ppenosyne is a writer and weird artist type. In the last year alone, she’s traveled to Virginia as a competing poet, co-written a play on mental illness that is presently being produced, and crafted a published essay checking the privilege and scope of art galleries. Copyright © 2016 Melony Ppenosyne.
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