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Guilty as Sin?
You’ve barely been to church and lately, I have not either it’s stopped mattering as much just look at this fine weather But we still...
Elizabeth Cotton
Feb 27, 20241 min read


Florida!!!
Your hand creeps up my thigh in the sweaty, heaving mass lust, tequila, a forgettable high sticky floors and a thumping bass Suddenly I’m...
Elizabeth Cotton
Feb 26, 20241 min read


Fresh Out the Slammer
Forget about my crimes I’ve paid for them dearly Done my time and I’m fresh out the slammer Marching with my head up, unapologetically Me...
Elizabeth Cotton
Feb 25, 20241 min read


But Daddy I Love Him
Didn’t know I was trapped Until I spotted a way out Hard to explain it’s not him That affected this change God forbid I have a thought...
Elizabeth Cotton
Feb 24, 20241 min read


So Long, London
Once you were a daydream just out of reach— exciting, but familiar enough to be comfortable an idyllic wonderland only we know about But...
Elizabeth Cotton
Feb 23, 20241 min read


Down Bad
the lines I had to draw made a pentacle I cursed your name you called me a witch I was down bad as I had prophesied but not as down as...
Elizabeth Cotton
Feb 22, 20241 min read


I am still
Your daughter, with your thin eyebrows, round face, and anxiety You always said that we were alike, that I was your clone Everywhere I...
Elizabeth Cotton
Feb 18, 20241 min read


No
No I will not tell you what that poem was about I cannot deprive the many college students, two hundred years from now, the opportunity...
Elizabeth Cotton
Feb 13, 20241 min read


Prophecies of the Narcissistic Mother
Your friends are more important to you than your own mother, aren't they No of course not, I will cancel Get rid of that cat, the fur's...
Elizabeth Cotton
Jan 26, 20241 min read


Rewrite
You’ve inspired me To rewrite old poems So that they are about you Rededicated and tweaked You’ve made me glad They were never published...
Elizabeth Cotton
Jan 21, 20241 min read


Seven Moons
she wore a colorful but small kufi hat and a black jacket we walked to a party under strings of twinkly orb lights and seven moons I said...
Elizabeth Cotton
Jan 21, 20241 min read


Corn Cheese
These words that I now serve are warm, and sweet a nice, delightful treat with soju a little Korean, but technically not. And these are...
Elizabeth Cotton
Jan 21, 20241 min read
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[blog] It's day one of purposeful financial overcommitment.
Welcome. I'm glad you're here. I am the girl who starts a million diaries but never finishes one. My ADHD brain acts on impulse, and then...
Elizabeth Cotton
Jan 21, 20241 min read


spring
we met in april though the tarot card reader had told me march I didn’t mind you at all a subtlety a hint of peach in barely a breeze...
Elizabeth Cotton
Jan 21, 20241 min read


Profile
I wear the same perfume I did in middle school I enjoy photographs of abandoned theme parks I have a voice like yellow sometimes I hate...
Elizabeth Cotton
Jan 21, 20241 min read


What to Do When He Doesn’t Text Back (Drop Him)
Ladies, ladies, ladies. DON’T freak out, do NOT text again asking if he got your message if he is still mad at you for not going over the...
Elizabeth Cotton
Jan 21, 20241 min read


You will be my summer
I lie awake listening to ice cubes cackling to life upon water in the dark kitchen It is a familiar sound, in this July heatwave: vivid,...
Elizabeth Cotton
Jan 21, 20241 min read


I noticed
I once dreamt that she was at a wedding saw how in love the bride and groom were and decided she was going to leave you right then and...
Elizabeth Cotton
Jan 21, 20241 min read


love letters
they say romance is dead but what is more romantic than staying up all night writing, in quick succession click click click, woosh, ding...
Elizabeth Cotton
Jan 21, 20241 min read


Lunar Vacation
it was over before it really began we were lovers on Friday a modern tragedy by Tuesday and I got stuck with tickets to an obscure indie...
Elizabeth Cotton
Jan 21, 20241 min read
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