“i love you in the morning when the blood runs to your cheeks. babe, you were the first thing and the last thing that i’d see. i was just a boy, striking matches upon your heart – i couldn’t get … Continue reading
a type of way
Category Archives: people
honey, i want you
i used to write poetry all of the time. it’s a rare occasion these days but when i do, it’s because i don’t have a choice – something is going on in my mind or i’m listening to music and … Continue reading
processing
this will not be anything like my other posts, i’m not even sure why or if i want to publicly disclose what happened to me last night / this morning. last night i got drugged by a guy i was … Continue reading
four of swords
well, my start date with the airline has been pushed back. not indefinitely, but for at least a few more weeks. after waiting such a long time, a few weeks doesn’t seem like much to fret about… but then again, … Continue reading
a smile short of laughing
if i am ever to break my first bone or succumb to some final destination approved death by plummeting through a glass window, today will be that day. on this shifty ladder. over my disgust towards the current drapery. … it’s got to go. _ … Continue reading
pack lightly
beginning with rumi… out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing there is a field. meet me there. i have been going through my things and making piles of what i don’t need, to be given away or sold. i am … Continue reading
kitchen door
i stumbled upon a blog called ‘the public diary‘ after stumbling upon a photograph being used as the cover of a song by wolf larsen on youtube……and the photographer/writer’s name is stefany alves and her photographs make me feel like … Continue reading
to leave or remain
last night’s storm was shattering. windows rattled and rain poured through my open window onto the floor below. i love the sound of water drops tap tapping, and it was too balmy to close the window even if i had … Continue reading
little gold rings
if you happen to glance under my coffee table, you’ll notice this clear, plastic box with a removable tray and multiple compartments. it is ideal for the storage of tiny art supplies or bits of jewelry and baubles. i have filled it with treasure from around the … Continue reading
embrace the process
it takes seventeen years for cicadas to emerge as fully formed beings. i refuse to be rushed in my own emergence.
