a fish i drew. a fish for you.
Cars swarmed in and around pedestrians, drivers honked on a lark. With no rhyme or reason to the street signs, there was an unceasing pit in my stomach during the ride. In some way I assumed I would die. Never verbalized nor admitted, I convinced myself the drivers would kill us, but they didn’t. Flies mobbed our faces, and heat saturated our loose cotton clothing. Sweat dripped to...
explanation and a freedom from falling (in a bad...
shopping carts in chilly brown rivers graffiti painting love on antique meaningless monuments that were never really there. clusters of dead leaves on perfectly green branches. obviously un-recycled paper and plastic bags. stuck on rocks from the life upstream. painfully filthy and beautiful. tragic like allegedly necessary road kill, we are illegitimate products of our alleged necessity....
Precious = Treasure Lump, for someone so strong you are so weak.
I Hope You Know
What the living room in my apartment sounds like
Sometimes, I wish I could put pen to paper and write about something else. Something other than you, or love, or loving you. I wish I could write about something like birds. The birds swoop swiftly— Swift birds swoop— Swiftly swooping birds— I’m no good with swooping. I don’t know birds any better than the next girl. But I know you, and I know love, and I know loving you. I know...
The Big Bang Machine
Las Vegas Haiku
I don’t gamble, what am I doing here? Oh yeah! dancing in the streets!
It’s the times when I’m drowning myself with tears In the gathering of my fears That I’m not going to be apart of your world Because no can share with an invisible girl I feel as if a breath of air Always needing it Never wanting it Neglecting that it’s always there So why should I stay? Though, I so desperately don’t want to leave And why should I still have hope?...