seesaw by sHeHaw

sHeHaw, seesaw. a torn yellow sun and an indigo storm balance on a seesaw against vermilion paper; stars fall through the rain.

vail

a huge white monster catches a terrified frosted-tip skier in a cornell sweatshirt while the woman in a pink ski suit glides calmly downhill.
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stumblin' through the snow in my busted heelsforty bucks to cry in the back of this kia, what a stealdoes the humiliation ever end? asking for a friend of a friendunblocked you, said "fuck you"; now you're blocked again

found her necklace on the bedroom floora for alison or audrey? last name whorefunny how your whole mouth clamped shutit hit me like aha… you're a big ol' slut

not hot or rich, you're barely even funnywish you'd been a monk instead of wastin' my twentiesyou couldn't even cheat without leavin' a traili really, really hope you die skiing in vail

girls in moncler white-out head to toeguess that après-ski life is too good to say nodaddy's money, snow bunnies, and chalet suitesdoes she know you cry when your team gets beat?

not hot or rich, you're barely even funnywish you'd been a monk instead of wastin' my twentiesyou couldn't even cheat without leavin' a traili really, really hope you die skiing in vail

fresh powder, bluebird sky, what a gorgeous day to dieski patrol giving cpr while you're still trying to liebet your last words are, "babe, i know how this looks; lemme tell you why"then you flatline mid-alibi, haha, bye-bye

not hot or rich, you're barely even funnywish you'd been a monk instead of wastin' my twentiesyou couldn't even cheat without leavin' a traili really, really hope you die skiing in vail

forget to leave

a tired dark-haired woman and a short-haired man linger across a small kitchen table at night, with a coat over his chair and a toy truck beneath the table.
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you keep your coat on when you come insidesay "just for a minute," then stay half the nightdon't have to tell me what we're gonna beif all you've got is right now, that's enough for me

i buy the rounds before i pay the rentsay, "it'll work out." hasn't worked out yetused to let devils in with cocaine eyesstill come home and check the deadbolt twice

if you were a prince and i let down my hairwould you climb up and save me or just stand there and stare?we could be something and i wouldn't carethat our pasts ain't pretty and life ain't fair

my ex bailed again, says he's got "the flu"funny how the flu's got daisy dukes on toobring a bottle of jack, my lil' man is asleepdidn't put on this dress to watch sesame street

if you were a prince and i let down my hairwould you climb up and save me or just stand there and stare?we could be something and i wouldn't carethat our pasts ain't pretty and life ain't fair

hips in your hands, weak in my kneesno words left, just skin and breathi said right now was enough for menow i'm hopin' you forget to leave

if you were a prince and i let down my hairwould you climb up and save me or just stand there and stare?we could be something and i wouldn't carethat our pasts ain't pretty…

…so let's leave 'em there

coronarita

a laughing woman dances off balance with a cowboy beneath a lime-slice disco ball. she has his drink; he is left holding its little umbrella.
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six beers in, they're playin' somethin' slowsaid "last one" two hours agoevery face in here's a face you already knowthen i walk in. well, hi, hey, hello

tight dress, hot messconfess, obsessedspring fling, miss thingno ring, no strings

slide into my booth like someone i've always knownlet you buy me one, as if i couldn't buy my owntell me i look like a girl who's never had to drink alonewell, now you got me singin', "take, take me home"

take, take me hometake, take me hometake, take me home

probably gonna mess up your name at least twiceblame it on the beer, tequila, hell, even the icestealin' your coronarita; haven't touched minetellin' me your dreams like it's already breakfast time

tight dress, hot messconfess, obsessedspring fling, miss thingno ring, no strings

slide into my booth like someone i've always knownlet you buy me one, as if i couldn't buy my owntell me i look like a girl who's never had to drink alonewell, now you got me singin', "take, take me home"

take, take me hometake, take me hometake, take me home

we lock lips, heart skipscabs are here! hold my beer!street meat, let's eathalf my face on your pillowcase (oh my god)

slide into my booth like someone i've always knownlet you buy me one, as if i couldn't buy my owntell me i look like a girl who's never had to drink alonein the mornin', maybe spell your name, put it in my phone

take, take me hometake, take me hometake, take me home

slide into my booth like someone i've always knownlet you buy me one, as if i couldn't buy my owntell me i look like a girl who's never had to drink alonewell, now you got me singin', "take, take me home"

take, take me hometake, take me hometake, take me home

soup du jour

loose sage and tomato pencil marks draw a crooked bowl of sad soup on a lonely diner counter; far away, a blonde waitress with brown streaks has her back turned.

planetarium

two women laughing together in dusty teal planetarium seats under a deep violet dome with yellow projected stars and saturn.
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they don't teach about the big bang in the corn sweat town you're frombut the lights are low in the planetarium, and you're about to comewearin' sweatpants older than earth itself is our favorite inside jokecould sit through this cheesy star show every night till we croak

pull me in close, like it's our last kisswhole world spins when we groove like thissexy and stupid and so goddamn carefreestars explode when you're all over me

like my diet coke crispy; i love ancient historyyour granddaddy thinks the flintstones was a documentaryyou can change a flat; i can't read a fuckin' mapguess the universe got jokes, ha, imagine that

pull me in close, like it's our last kisswhole world spins when we groove like thissexy and stupid and so goddamn carefreestars explode when you're all over me

the sun's gonna swallow this whole place somedaywhy should we waste tonight tryna behave?i never bought forever; always sounded kinda fakebut you make forever sound less like a mistake

pull me in close, like it's our last kisswhole world spins when we groove like thissexy and stupid and so goddamn carefreestars explode when you're all over me

craziest spark

a woman throws herself into a solo dance, arms wide, singing with tears in her face beneath loose turquoise and lilac disco marks.
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whiskey with ice, you'd say i'm drinkin' it wrongi take it with me when they put on my songbride-to-be hands me a dick-shaped strawhold court, toast her future mother-in-law

said i was the craziest spark you ever did seei liked who i was when you said that to me

i'm on a whiskey cleansemight work until the music ends"you'll never grow up, no you never willstill playin' dress-up on that bunny hill"i mean every word i singlike i wrote the fuckin' thing

tell the bartender how you fell off that trampolinedo your voice: "who the fuck needs a spleen?"she says, "he sounds like a hell of a guy"i say, "he used to be"; wish that were a lie

said i was the craziest spark you ever did seei liked who i was when you said that to me

i'm on a whiskey cleansemight work until the music ends"you'll never grow up, no you never willstill playin' dress-up on that bunny hill"i mean every word i singlike i wrote the fuckin' thing

some married guy called me the prettiest thinglike i didn't see him just pocket his ringtell 'em, "go home to your wifei can ruin my own damn life"

i want you miserable; i want you aloneprobably let it ring twice, then pick up the phonei ask the dj for a little more bassrunnin' up my tab till i forget your face

i'm on a whiskey cleansemight work until the music ends"you'll never grow up, no you never willstill playin' dress-up on that bunny hill"i mean every word i singlike i wrote the fuckin' thing

i'm on a whiskey cleansemight work until the music ends"you'll never grow up, no you never willstill playin' dress-up on that bunny hill"

beep beep

a roughly drawn red suv window covered in blue crayon fog obscures two adult women embracing, a cowgirl hat, cowboy boots and one smudged handprint.
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you take a drag of my cigarette; don't mind if i doflick it back with a grin like, "what else you got, boo?"ariats and a ribbed tank, boot barn hates to see you comin'two clicks on the key fob, engine already runnin'

want you outta those levi's; show me them thick thighstryna see some titty; you say, "nice try, diddy"smart-mouth mama, just the right amount of traumasmile that ignites the room, an ass that goes vroom vroom

put your hands up on my bodysip you down like a hot toddykiss me hard and kinda sloppyrev it up, windows all foggy

beep beep beep beepcowgirl in the back seatgiddy up, taste so sweetbeep beep beep beepbelt buckle at my feetdo ya like what you see?

bumps in the bathroom, confessin' our sinsregrets in the mornin', but tonight we both winyou're afraid ya had too much dopaminedon't know what to do; we're both feelin' fiends

you're so fine; go down like my favorite wineif we bump and grind, i might lose my mindwant nothin' between us but skin and bonethink i'd die if ya left me here all alone

put your hands up on my bodysip you down like a hot toddykiss me hard and kinda sloppyrev it up, windows all foggy

beep beep beep beepcowgirl in the back seatgiddy up, taste so sweetbeep beep beep beepbelt buckle at my feetdo ya like what you see?

i'm so stupid, and you're so sweetgotta admit this is a crazy way to meetleave your lighter somewhere underneath my seatgive me a reason to see you again next week

beep beep beep beepcowgirl in the back seatgiddy up, taste so sweetbeep beep beep beepbelt buckle at my feetdo ya like what you see?

giddy up, taste so sweetdo ya like what you see?

toothache

alysa wears headphones and sunglasses in a mint dental chair, holding her jaw and raising one finger beneath a dental light imagined as a disco ball, in yellow and orange crayon.

au revoir, sad girl

a woman stifles a laugh as her girlfriend whispers and touches her knee secretly beneath a family picnic table at a fourth of july party.
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runnin' barefoot through the grass like ya done a million timesya momma keeps callin' me ya "good friend" and toppin' off my winewhole yard smells like bug spray and ya brother's cheap colognethere's somethin' 'bout spendin' the fourth with ya that feels like home

red, white, and youno more feelin' bluewhen it's just us twoau revoir, sad girl, adieu

there's a kiddie pool full of grown men drinkin' bud light limebouncy castle's collapsin', the slowest housing crisis of all timemr. whatever from next door's loaded; wife's hosin' down roséthey keep yellin' crazy shit like, "god bless titties and the us of a"

red, white, and youno more feelin' bluewhen it's just us twoau revoir, sad girl, adieu

granny took her pills with alani nu; she'll be twerkin' till dawnunc's killin' karaoke; nicknamed him marvin gaye pouponcousin's down a finger and a fifth of beam; he ain't quittin' yethome of the brave and hot dogs and lots and lots and lots of debt

slide me ya drink and sneak a drag from my smokesay somethin' filthy in my ear, and i damn near chokesqueeze my thigh, pop off ya top with a crooked little grinbite your lip and whisper, "let the fuckin' fireworks begin"

red, white, and youno more feelin' bluewhen it's just us twoau revoir, sad girl, adieu

red, white, and youno more feelin' bluewhen it's just us twoau revoir, sad girl, adieu

bell

she lies alone in the grass beside a flattened empty place and two drinks, one untouched. a tiny imagined war continues on the moon overhead.
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remember when we carved our names in that corner boothlicked the salt off my rim, traumatized those truckers in duluthbackseat of the bronco, lipstick smeared across my front toothbest night of my life, didn't know it; damn, that's the truth

it's funny how a good thing disappears right before your eyesnothin' lasts forever, not even the smiley tattoos on our thighs

even the prettiest flowers wither and diecrashin' takes forever when you're up so highfeel so stupid thinkin' we could flylove can't bloom when it's fed with lies

fed with lies

drinkin' whiskey and cokes with you, lazy afternoonlyin' in the grass, dreamin' up a war on the moontracin' your back 'til you fall asleep as the big spoonwe weren't married, but that summer felt like a honeymoon

even the prettiest flowers wither and diecrashin' takes forever when you're up so highfeel so stupid thinkin' we could flylove can't bloom when it's fed with lies

fed with liesfed with lies

lip jelly in my glove box, can't quit the damn thingsaw you tagged in her sister's wedding photos last springevery song we sang is like a bell with a broken ringi don't think i'll ever believe in anything

it's funny how a good thing disappears right before your eyesnothin' lasts forever, not even the smiley tattoos on our thighs

even the prettiest flowers wither and diecrashin' takes forever when you're up so highfeel so stupid thinkin' we could fly

my love can't bloom…

when it's fed with lies

the ten-track album back on cream paper, with torn vermilion, a yellow sun and a small indigo storm.
vail
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