I posted this on Facebook a few minutes ago. This pertains to you guys too, although I doubt any intensely sad/sexual content would rub you the same way as it rubbed certain members of my family. I’m really interested as to how some of them may have reacted to my poems regarding lesbian sex and crippling depression. I really hope at least one or two family members ask a question or three. Last I heard from my mom, she probably wasn’t going to read it. She probably wants to avoid the guilt. Of all people she should read it. She’s my mother, my only surviving parent, and the reason I turned out the way I did (you can take that positively or negatively). One day I’ll tell her directly she should suck it up and read it herself, but not tonight. Not when I’m drunk. When I’m sober. When she knows I mean it.