Monthly Archives: January 2011

Lullaby

Enveloping my soul into your chest, Your shoulder the perfect cradle for my tired head, Filled with too many thoughts and held high for so long, Now allowed to turn off it’s litany at last And listen to the soft … Continue reading

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Editing with Dirty Glasses (Misconnected)

It’s wearying. Jumping through the hoops others throw in your path, the bullshit and tricks that people’s egos play on one another, even on themselves. Funny. Little children rarely play such games. Whether you consider such frankness cruel, shocking or … Continue reading

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Dance of Words

Standing naked to the soul Before you, All veils, all walls Fallen away as if into vapors. Released by our dance of words, Your gentle caresses of ideals and dreams, Embracing my thoughts Voices that found a resonance And made … Continue reading

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Holding Ballast

Like swimming through dense fog, Moisture seeping into my thoughts, Dampening them, weighing them down, So laden, they drag deeper, Moving slowly like leaden fish, My heart aches like the lungs of a diver as I gasp into the clouded … Continue reading

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The Possibility of Lights

As I anticipated the onset of night, I grew restless, my hands aching with a vacant nervousness due to nothing in particular. It was always this way. Something in the setting of the sun always made me feel as though … Continue reading

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Ecstasy

Circling, This firestorm of energy, Of intensity, Cleaving my resolve into glistening splinters That shine and entice, Drawing me closer to the flames of my own desire, The shimmers blind me, In their molten honeyed sweetness, Reminding me of a … Continue reading

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Sculpture Theory

When I look at the people around me and watch their reactions… to one another, to the ideas and feelings and viewpoints of others, to new experiences… the world appears to me as a giant sculpture, far too huge to … Continue reading

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Fallen

The wooden floor of the gym was cool to the touch, even through the thicker fabric of her new green Dittos. She loved the way they made her feel with their swinging bell bottoms and tightly fitted cut. She felt … Continue reading

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Seen

It was cooler inside of the van, even with the side double doors open to the Arizona heat. At least, she thought it was Arizona. Did it matter? Her mom had found a shady spot under the trees at the … Continue reading

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One more bottle of beer

He was taking the meat in his white, freckled hands, forming it expertly into tight round patties. It takes both strength and dexterity to move with the grace that he did and I watched the muscles in his forearms shift … Continue reading

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