but still the same. |
back in wisconsin.i just closed my bedroom windows; it's the last leg of september, and the fall chill has finally found its way into the air. i leaned over the window seat, gripping the crank to wind...
Posted by Madama Butterfly on Sun, 28 Sep 2008 12:01:00 PST |
little black horse and the wayward seagulls |
well. i feel i have a spare minute at last... or at least a pause in the chasing. at least i don't have to worry about idle hands and an idle mind. i got a manicure two days ago, and it's already chip...
Posted by Madama Butterfly on Sun, 22 Jun 2008 05:11:00 PST |
this time last year |
Saturday, March 17, 2007"I woke up today in a room soaked with red- sunlight seeping through the crimson colored curtains. Isak opened the door and peaked his blonde little head through, saying "Det e...
Posted by Madama Butterfly on Tue, 18 Mar 2008 10:58:00 PST |
A Spare Minute is Not a Minute to Spare |
10:42 am, Chicagoland Time.Well. i have a minute to breathe. My school books are sprawling out over my bed, my desk, and the kitchen table. I didn't go to french this morning, and i still have music t...
Posted by Madama Butterfly on Thu, 21 Feb 2008 08:52:00 PST |
Baby Names |
those that know me, or perhaps, know me very well, know my feelings on children. and well, on love and marriage too, for that matter. it's not that i DISLIKE children, i DO like them... ...in short pe...
Posted by Madama Butterfly on Fri, 25 Jan 2008 10:00:00 PST |
i don’t wanna live like that. |
oh we rise and we fall // and we step in timewith the ticking clocks of our minds //with the ticking clocks of our minds.oh we laugh and we cry // and we live and we sighfor the days that have passed ...
Posted by Madama Butterfly on Tue, 15 Jan 2008 09:22:00 PST |
The Hardest Days |
there was a group of old ladies sitting at a large round table in the dining room of my work the other day, sitting around drinking coffee and talking about god knows what. the morning had started out...
Posted by Madama Butterfly on Thu, 10 Jan 2008 09:54:00 PST |
Growing Cautious | Growing Up | Grow. |
tonight i thought about some song lyrics that i wrote sophomore year. the more i think about it, the more i believe that sophomore year was such a pivotal year in my life. i almost died sophomore year...
Posted by Madama Butterfly on Wed, 31 Oct 2007 11:12:00 PST |
coast to coast. |
A couple summers ago, i used to steal out of my house at night with a bucket-full of sidewalk chalk. i drove away in the darkness to places in neenah that held parts of me, and decorated temporary mas...
Posted by Madama Butterfly on Thu, 18 Oct 2007 09:13:00 PST |
for the cost of a cheap old bottle of wine. |
I have always been the more curious typeSomewhat discontent with frivolous hypeSo I took for myselfVolumes off of the shelfFor I found them irresistibly ripe.I opened the cover to expose all the pages...
Posted by Madama Butterfly on Tue, 16 Oct 2007 10:26:00 PST |
