It's been a while, and nothing sparks the tips of my fingers like the end of a season spent in my favorite places.

Here, there are waves to listen for, and the nocturnal nibblings of those who have homes in the trees. We've been driving through the winding scape on our way to what's familiar, and I have urges to open the doors of our car and tumble ( Read more... )

Sufjan can sing me to the rooftops, and I can see how hard you're trying in your smile. It's only my fault that I can't feel it.

(I'm going to live between the notes of these songs, I don't  know how to make my mouth say, "I don't want to be here anymore.")

Nothing has felt comfortable in so long, but here I found it (comfort) sprawled out on the bathroom floor, heavy sighs and your eyes - you make me laugh until I feel covered in that glow we've got. Next year what new rooms will hold our secrets; our rants and loves and wants? My mind is smiling, diving into all the imagined corners and doorways ( Read more... )

These days are slipping by, like everything that's beneath my feet when it rains. I don't see myself doing anything to stop it , maybe I am, running towards the end of what this all has meant ( Read more... )

This week, I've decided that what I would like the most is someone to sit on my shoulder and make my decisions for me. Someone to lean in, tell me all I need to hear: Take that class, read this book, eat this for lunch, say that to him. Try this flavor, wear that sweater, sip this drink, don't waste your time. Make that smile, find that friend; and ( Read more... )

Nothing feels as wonderful as washing out the corners of my memory and wringing out the words onto my paper. It feels even more incredible to read those words to a room full of wondering,  20 pairs of eyes all fixed on me and my moving lips. Tonight I wrote about you; seething and bitter and spitting out your truth as I know it. My mind's that much ( Read more... )

I have no idea why I couldn't stop smiling today ( Read more... )

I had this dream, I was a man with broad bronze shoulders and an Australian accent pouring from my lips. We had just won some complicated rowing competition, we were throwing our hands up in the air, our chests heaving from the race. We fell into the water around us, cooling off and smiling. I looked at the eyes of my teammates, I felt how close we ( Read more... )

It's all up and down, and I am feeling everything entirely too much ( Read more... )

So, tomorrow I'll be back in Michigan, undoubtedly curled up with my cats and The Amber Spyglass;  happy to be near my Mom,(if that makes me lame, then lame is all I want to be right now.)

I spent last night in a (haunted) house in the middle of nowhere, we watched the rain in the lake and remembered all the reasons why we hate television. I locked ( Read more... )