There is a beautiful man standing in front of me.
His dark eyes lock onto mine and I am captured
in his warmth
in his power
in his arms
I can feel my heart beating for the first time
since I was born.
Survivor Tales
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
Today I am cold, again. My lovely landlord still has not put in a new furnace. She so nicely told me after I moved in that it has not been on in 3 years. Now, she wants me to change my schedule so that people can come in and check out how to fix it. Nope, not my responsibility. I am sick of landlords doing the minimum. Fuck her!
Friday, October 8, 2010
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
Sunday, March 14, 2010
Seashell 5
When Sedna was about five years old she fell into the creek behind her family's first home. Her father was sitting in the house not paying any attention to her.
When she fell in all she saw was darkness. She felt like she was being forcefully pushed downwards. Sedna could hear her heart beating in her ears. She heard a distant voice say "Breathe."
"Sedna?"
"What?"
Saturday, March 13, 2010
I
I use to be really nice
and then I got a life.
I use to care
unitl I stopped shaving my armpit hair.
I use to be so naive
I went out one night
in the morning I used two bottles of Summer's Eve.
My views are grounded
or up in the air
burning like my bright red hair.
and then I got a life.
I use to care
unitl I stopped shaving my armpit hair.
I use to be so naive
I went out one night
in the morning I used two bottles of Summer's Eve.
My views are grounded
or up in the air
burning like my bright red hair.
Friday, February 26, 2010
Music
I miss music
It has been covered up
like something that has
died.
Pushed down into a hole
chains are wrapped around its notes
so they can't breathe
and there is no more sound.
The words are set on fire
so that there is no evidence of birth left.
It has been covered up
like something that has
died.
Pushed down into a hole
chains are wrapped around its notes
so they can't breathe
and there is no more sound.
The words are set on fire
so that there is no evidence of birth left.
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