words make us real |
I am the girl that thinks pretty words can save the world. I know I have a foolish mind sometimes but wouldn't you agree that foolishness is better than misery?I was lying quietly next to your dreams;...
Posted by on Tue, 10 Nov 2009 19:58:00 GMT |
it's okay with me |
The paint smeared over my hand and stained it for the entire day like it was trying to cover up something I couldn't see.There were remnants of your touch left on my skin and I just kept coating it wi...
Posted by on Tue, 03 Nov 2009 18:16:00 GMT |
conquering is only half the battle |
I had a dream that I was dancing
with a lion that was eating the heart of someone I once knew.
It wasnt gory, it was beautiful.
And the lion wasnt vicious; he was eerily calm and had a wise ey...
Posted by on Sun, 01 Nov 2009 21:38:00 GMT |
we're all a little colorblind |
I was vanishing a few days ago. I was becoming thinner and thinner -- my bones were creaking under a pressure that has never met me with kindness. I was a floater, a drifter, a survivor found too late...
Posted by on Mon, 05 Oct 2009 22:17:00 GMT |
we all deserve to shine |
I put the rings in the seashells we found that one day on the beach. That one day in which my hair was in my face and sand crept its way into my rolled up jeans like fog. That one day in which your sm...
Posted by on Sun, 04 Oct 2009 20:13:00 GMT |
maybe i've been awake all along |
I awoke every morning with a new dream to tell you about. They were all ghost stories told in the earliest of morning hours when both of us said whatever came to mind. We made a promise we would alway...
Posted by on Wed, 09 Sep 2009 23:50:00 GMT |
movements that knock you over |
There is smog in my lungs as I open the car door. I never noticed how easy it is to simply let yourself go.I unbuckle my seat belt, slowly because my hand barely connects to my brain and slowly becaus...
Posted by on Tue, 08 Sep 2009 23:37:00 GMT |
i am waking up to a new light |
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Posted by on Mon, 03 Aug 2009 00:03:00 GMT |
i looked at the clock 10 hours too late |
I've been singing "I wanna hold your hand" and taking quiet sips of my tea while watching the minutes move like barely heated wax on a barely there clock. Discretion is a pass time of mine -- and time...
Posted by on Sat, 11 Jul 2009 21:56:00 GMT |
you are my sunshine, my only sunshine. |
I once knew a boy that would light up the sun; every single day was bright, peaceful, secure. I felt as if I could see the world for how it really was, and memorize the way love dances on your tongue....
Posted by on Thu, 09 Jul 2009 23:32:00 GMT |
