This tragedy earth ( Read more... )

I need so much ( Read more... )

When there's only me, I open the window and let in the breeze, and it pushes out the stink and death that covers this room like so much twenty year yold dust. When they come back and close the window, they sit and talk empty nothings, while the air stagnates and the dust settles on our cold computers and worn furniture; and our room dies with our ( Read more... )

I did not start off walking; first, I only stood on my doorstep, watching as joggers and dog-walkers went by. And occasionally, children went by in their 10-speed bikes and enormous helmets and padding, hurrying home because it was sundown then, and their parents would be home soon, home from their jobs in the City, home from their jogs and their ( Read more... )

From January 10th, 2001She was a picture. She never really spoke. Never raised her hand or even answered when called on. She'd raise her hand during roll call. I had six classes with her last year, the exact same schedule except homeroom. We had the same lunch, and she sat on the other side of the courtyard. Rain, snow, heat; she'd come ( Read more... )

Beyond her swollen eyes, her mind was a crater of dust and death. But now her eyes were unnaturally still, focusing in and out of the swimming color-blots that she used to only see with her eyes shut tight; now she could see them in full daylight. She looked from her glassy eyes and corpse-still face as placid as the dead, but underneath her skin ( Read more... )

She wilted. It started in her eyes, but soon it was her body, in her shoulders and bared back, spreading to her insides. And when he reached out his hand to touch her, she shrank away and a pained sob racked her body ( Read more... )

She choked. "Are you leaving me?" Her words were hard ( Read more... )

She traced her fingers along his jawline, softly lilting her nails' graze over his skin until he moved just slightly under her touch, and absently tried to brush away her hand in his sleep. A scowl impressed itself on his lips and forehead; his eyebrows knitted together briefly, and then slowly released and relaxed again. She lay beside him, ( Read more... )

"Hey Annie ( Read more... )