My Type

POETRY | ISSUE NINE | WHAKAKATA / HUMOUR

Written by Leva Kusari (she/her) | @levalol | Contributing Writer

(Written in 2019) important to note

This is NOT my type anymore

My type

My type

My type wears Doc Martens

Has a handlebar moustache he has “ironically”

And pretends he doesn’t listen to Mitski anymore

My type studied English lit at Victoria

Or communications at AUT

And is majoring in philosophy so he can quote Simone de Beauvoir without being pretentious

Swears he’s moving to Wellington to pursue being a SoundCloud god

Or Berlin 

To really get into techno

My type says he reads but has only read Catcher in the Rye and all about love by bell hooks

And my type calls me a “goth girl” because I wear a big black trench coat 

and can name three songs from the 2012 album Slaughterhouse

My type falls asleep in his Bladee T-shirt and has 3/10 piss-stained Rick Owens he bought off grailed

My type has decks but doesn’t know how to DJ

My type likes girls who rolls their own ciggys

And breaks her own heart 

My type glorifies the “Manic Pixie Dream Girl” but doesn’t like it when I talk about my depression

My type drinks black coffee but secretly doesn’t enjoy it

Owns a percolator for the aesthetic

My type wants to go to Kyoto because of that one Yung Lean song

And is part of the reason Bali is colonised with tourists 

My type doesn’t delete Tinder when he’s seeing someone, sends voice memos in hinge

My type works at one of those shoe stores that play really loud music

Or at an uptown coffee shop where he sips on cold brew and shits himself everyday at 1pm 

My type doesn’t go clubbing but will go to Whammy(RIP) every other weekend

My type goes to poetry events and smokes outside the whole time

My type went to Laneway to see King Gizzard and was mad that Fontaine’s pulled out

My type will shit-talk Europe because it ate him alive and spat him back out

My type went to Germany and all he did was ket and biddies but still managed to write me handwritten letters along the way

My type wants me to cosplay as a pirate and wear my tabis underneath them

My type will like my stories like I am the only person on Instagram 

My type wants me to be a model but also gaf about my appearance

My type is someone who corrects me on my grammar and is really a dick about it

My type thinks I’m a soft girl because I listen to Okay Kaya and mope around to Phoebe

Bridgers

All that being said, if you're my type, hmu!!!