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transitiontransitions are something that i've alwaystransition
found puzzling (as though the pieces have been glued together by puzzle glue, and i am tearing them apart.) the noise of paper thin wings rubbing together to
make sound of cicadas in summertime days, and still i cannot do these things so simple.
connecting one thing to another
in words or in
motion or in
heartstrings or in air is not something i can do.
purchasing words to place together and piece my heart and brain on paper (or a television screen tinged green), the belly of the babe, laugh
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will you pleasei fell inside of you i fell inside of you i fell inside of youwill you please
and learned i was a
young soul drinking water from the palm of my hand.
will you please will you please will you please
fill me up again. trace the inside of my knee with a paper airplane and float your body
across the lake.
will you please
talk to me in words i
won't understand as we make faces toward the
heavens.
when a person laughs, their lips are shaped in peculiar ways. i can't help but feel the need to reach a
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fiercemy fingers are pressing into chicken bones and you tellfierce
me you are chewing a t rex cousin. spices gather in
the creases. lines that tell me a future i have no
desire to live, one where a life is cut short and i
weave in and out of people like you.
i am fierce and bold and i tell myself i am a ferocious woman. i whisper to myself bending over in front of the mirror. i tell myself these things so i have the air about me that other women do. the ones who didn't get away.
i don't have a bathtub to soak away all my sins, but i
buy candles hoping that someday i can. i
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sense lessmonologues are backed up in my head repeating the words run and safe and figure and strung. words acting as ligaments, connecting one tosense less
another. i never felt safe. you burned sage to remind me of the father you never wanted to keep. you ran from me to remind me to never keep mine, but i did. i took fragments of your words, and i sewed them to the insides of my knees, hidden away.
i can feel them.
they come in fitful dreams, when the sweat on my body tries to wash me clean. and the dreams are running up a tree and running back down. i am running from you, and from the kille
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- Current Residence: my skin
- Interests: reading writing laughing music
- Favourite band or musician: radiohead. regina spektor. erykah badu. the shins. modest mouse.
- Favourite artist: sabrina ward harrison
- Favourite poet or writer: ee cummings
- Shell of choice: hermit
- Skin of choice: you me
- Favourite cartoon character: elroy jetson
- Personal Quote: love is.
- Tools of the Trade: anything and everything
- AIM: breathuncommon
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You've got a creative mind.
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Moisture leaks from
Dreams that have been crushed,
Spills down your cheeks
And drips from your jaw line.
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this madness
this madness
quakes
with the earth
at dawn
and my words are already failing.
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this madness
this madness
quakes
with the earth
at dawn
and my words are already failing.
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In christ,
Stevie
Been reading some of your stuff......really enjoyed October wind and Still as still.
Keep the writting flowing
J
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The greatest things we gain in life are often not things we recieve
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