i like my homework today, so you can read it too |
3-3-08
Standing, Sitting, Slumping
Keep your hands in your lap
A self-effacing catalyst
Folded fingers firm then slack
Check-marks on a crumbled lis...
Posted by on Mon, 03 Mar 2008 12:54:00 GMT |
Insides |
A girl with green eyesLooked up to the morning skyAnd whispered quietly, to nobody:"I wonder what's inside of me"She knew it wasn't right to stealBut the skin stretched over her stomach was thin,Was f...
Posted by on Tue, 05 Sep 2006 12:37:00 GMT |
makeshift |
the colors are analogous on this beach that cradles us,and with the pivots of the ground echoes a low lapping sound. against your chest I rest my head jackets unused; a makeshift bed. fingertips trace...
Posted by on Mon, 28 Aug 2006 15:25:00 GMT |
I hate being social. This is why. |
Crowded rooms always have intrigued me
Like a young child enveloped in an intense fascination with
Their first glance at a snowy sky
The way we interact, the way the sideways glances form an ...
Posted by on Thu, 08 Jun 2006 20:01:00 GMT |
