Hotter than Hell!


Hotter than Hell!


I say that I’m the coldest in the room– 
the one who feels the least 
– but every time you stumble in 
I thaw out piece by piece.

This feeling of defrosting 
is nothing short of pain.
I see my insides out–
yet long for it again.

I’m like the damned ice caps
the way I’m warming up to you.
It’s terrible, I’m horrible,
I make me want to spew. 

Sometimes I think I’m over it
then seem to fall back in–
I melt and end up as
the little puddle I’ve always been.


Farrago's magazine cover - Edition One 2024


It’s 2012 and you have just opened Tumblr. A photo pops up of MGMT in skinny jeans, teashade sunglasses and mismatching blazers that are reminiscent of carpets and ‘60s curtains. Alexa Chung and Alex Turner have just broken up. His love letter has been leaked and Tumblr is raving about it—”my mouth hasn’t shut up about you since you kissed it.” Poetry at its peak: romance is alive.

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