Maggie Gee

just to let you know ; i have all my teeth except for my baby ones and wisdom ones so i guess that means i'm somewhere in the middle
"Your parents were fighting machines and self-pitying machines," said the book. "Your mother was programmed to bawl out your father for being a defective moneymaking machine, and your father would bawl her out for being a defective housekeeping machine. They were programmed to bawl each other out for being defective loving machines.
Then your father was programmed to stomp out of the house and slam the door. This automatically turned your mother into a weeping machine. And your father would go down to a tavern where he would get drunk with some other drinking machines. Then all the drinking machines would go to a whorehouse and rent fucking machines. And then your father would drag himself home to become an apologizing machine. And your mother would become a very slow forgiving machine."
me:
them:
"will i stay remained here, another life to waste ; took the bus to your house and it didn't change a thing ; just made me recount the failures that i had yet to leave ; how long i'd been sprinting from what i needed to see ; but when you're holding hands with something great (a fixture of the youth that falls like rain) ; late in august and wishing for a drink, you don't realize how long it'll take for something to affect the cityscape."
---Stuff I remembered,