rootless tree |
It's been a while since I've been able to write more than a phrase here and there. Luckily, I'm slowly working through the block...so, the latest:China doll. She crumpled to the ground, a puppet whose...
Posted by on Sun, 09 Nov 2008 15:54:00 GMT |
a taste of your own medicine |
Self Diagnosis. Pushing needle through flesh and pulling thread through lips.The pain and suffering is worth the silence.You can't regret what you can't say. A tug and tie of twine keeps lashes laced....
Posted by on Thu, 24 Jul 2008 16:27:00 GMT |
siren song/singing shakespeare |
I wrote this Wednesday morning, in the front seat of my car, listening to "nineteen stars" by Meg and Dia. Inspired by the night before. (side note: jon is putting music to this...so it may be a song?...
Posted by on Fri, 04 Jul 2008 22:28:00 GMT |
I miss you...part one |
I much prefer daydreaming about my future than remembering my past. However, I need to remember who I was and how I became who I am. I need to look to the past to push me into the future. And, I need ...
Posted by on Mon, 07 Apr 2008 00:24:00 GMT |
7:38 am. |
Ragdoll.Love and lies come together in destructive chaos. A penetrating mistake that cuts deep.Left with the bitter aftertaste of guilt and regret, he confesses his secret. With broken spirit and swol...
Posted by on Mon, 21 Jan 2008 04:45:00 GMT |
making the cut: a collection of my work |
I've just applied to California College of the Arts. Part of the application includes submitting a writing portfolio...so, please read these poems and give me your feedback; should they make the cut? ...
Posted by on Thu, 03 Jan 2008 16:25:00 GMT |
