Goodbye |
And the sky opened: its reds and blues coloring the horizon inviting me to view its morning ritual. She lay next to me curled in the fetal position naked, peaceful. What was she dreaming? Punk rockers...
Posted by on Wed, 16 May 2007 16:12:00 GMT |
Erica Peterson |
Erica Peterson ran away from home at the age of 16. She had a boyfriend. She must've loved him, must've trusted him, must've shared a dream with him.
&...
Posted by on Wed, 16 May 2007 16:05:00 GMT |
Entry |
From the moment I awoke she was there with me. Literally from the moment consciousness set it I started thinking about her.
Boy let me tell you, the day was hard to get through - I couldn't pay atten...
Posted by on Thu, 15 Jun 2006 01:54:00 GMT |
The Other |
To my white friends I'm black. To my black friends I'm white. But to Myspace and scantrons across the world I'm simply known as "Other". I know what you're thinking. "Wow!"&nbs...
Posted by on Wed, 07 Jun 2006 15:21:00 GMT |
