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I’m Your Man
How is it possible to have another body on your skin and still feel bones alone?
Jul 2, 2025 • Zachary Hourihane
I have already lost touch with a couple of people I used to be
Ordinarily, you feel far away from that boy staring at his feet. Did you consider the pain of losing touch with him entirely?
Aug 20, 2024 • Zachary Hourihane
The Bug in My Shoe
“I am worthless. Completely undeserving of life. I want to become a bug and live in your shoe. I need to get stomped on and obliterated.”
Jun 10, 2024 • Zachary Hourihane
Bless the telephone
I cry for the snails I murdered, for the version of me that needed to kill, for the part of me that still wants to.
Apr 15, 2024 • Zachary Hourihane
Avril Lavigne’s Suburbaphobia
The mother fucking princess circles back
Feb 8, 2024 • Zachary Hourihane
I will not go to the crooked man’s house
already, I’ve cut my teeth on his belt buckle and self-flagellated in pursuit of warmth.
Jan 9, 2024 • Zachary Hourihane
Alcatraz
How do I love this life right here?
Dec 27, 2023 • Zachary Hourihane
The ice age
Early on I accepted this year as an ice-age. The good version of me, quieter and more energetically sensitive, is frozen for now.
Dec 21, 2023 • Zachary Hourihane
Defrosting
“I write entirely to find out what I'm thinking, what I'm looking at, what I see and what it means.
Dec 20, 2023 • Zachary Hourihane
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