too many violins? |
oh, but enough about mewill you live in the physical world?and though explosions make debris and catching it kind of suits youit doesn't suit meshe said: my sails are flapping in the windi said: can i...
Posted by marishka on Sun, 20 Jul 2008 08:37:00 PST |
love, of the sea |
we sat around a bon-fire and talked and drank and i smoked alot of cigarettes and had alot of vivid imagery running around in my head. my face and my bones and my songs. i sit up at night and talk abo...
Posted by marishka on Mon, 12 May 2008 05:52:00 PST |
march challenge: |
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Posted by marishka on Thu, 28 Feb 2008 03:55:00 PST |
cold bones |
i forgot to take your picture outside before we melted into the ground. heat of the moment warmed our cold, sad bones. you make sure that you keep quiet i'll make sure i stay alive. my memory is slipp...
Posted by marishka on Sun, 10 Feb 2008 08:33:00 PST |
french proverb |
in water one sees one's own face, but in wine one befolds the heart of another.
Posted by marishka on Wed, 16 Jan 2008 03:50:00 PST |
early december |
when they go to bed only some of them are true....
Posted by marishka on Fri, 07 Dec 2007 06:58:00 PST |
