Chasing the sunset, over the sloping hills of solid stone that formed the shore, I thought maybe we were on to something. Trees grew amidst the rocks, dense enough to make the setting sun elusive, giving us something to follow. We saw it set once, then followed my sister further down the shore, stepping out of the trees to discover it was still ( Read more... )

every time I talk about it
a little gets away

but who am I holding my breath for
hauling around this
ungainly net of words

until something gets sharp enough to cut itself free

such wide, heavy skies ( Read more... )

(Whenever I attend a graduation ceremony I am always disappointed by the limited flourishes attached to the always-endless list of names, slowly crossing the stage. After all, not everyone can graduate with honours, or with distinction -- and most of them graduate with far more interesting things than that ( Read more... )

It's funny how I can't even wait for people to leave to start missing them.

So without bothering to talk about what I've been up to or how I've been doing or why I have neglected livejournal so, I will get straight to the mercenary point ( Read more... )

this is the week of
just barely holding on; to
what I couldn't
say

just to curl up in someone and stay there
as quietly and lightly as I can
and day by day only
getting lighter

I was thinking today about running away with all of my friends and living together in a utopic community in the woods, and how great it would be,
but then I tried to figure out what it was I would contribute to help make everything great,
what I would do there that I can't do now,
and I couldn't think of anything.

you can't tell who's lonely anymore
sitting by themselves in a coffee shop
texting nonstop

where are the spaces I'm supposed to fit into?
where can I make a silence
for you to speak?

all the faintly-recognizeable faces
friend of a friendslist, maybe
the shape of a bell
in the shape of a tower
ringing for no one in particular