Category: still can’t do my daughter’s hair

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From William Evans’ book, STILL CAN’T DO MY DAUGHTER’S HAIR.

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From William Evans’ book, STILL CAN’T DO MY DAUGHTER’S HAIR.

I am the boy who has already decided to forsak…

I am the boy who has already decided to forsake himself. I know nothing of my father or the sky I will no longer welcome through my bedroom windows.

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From William Evans’ book, STILL CAN’T DO MY DAUGHTER’S HAIR.

I once became a girl’s first in the back of he…

I once became a girl’s first in the back of her silver Honda Civic, back when we were both gorgeous and so afraid of the present we decided to skip the last bits of our childhood.

buttonpoetry: From William Evans’ fantastic bo…

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From William Evans’ fantastic book, STILL CAN’T DO MY DAUGHTER’S HAIR.

From William Evans’ book, STILL CAN’T DO MY DA…

From William Evans’ book, STILL CAN’T DO MY DAUGHTER’S HAIR.

I could be more compassionate, but I was raise…

I could be more compassionate, but I was raised by the dead. They don’t have time for pretense.

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From William Evans’ book, STILL CAN’T DO MY DAUGHTER’S HAIR.

Maybe we just want somebody to see us without …

Maybe we just want somebody to see us without imagining a future without us.