when you prey move your feet

Oct 18, 2011 16:26


A car horn wakes me,
2am, in a single bed with sheets too small. A dorm room in some
crappy hostel in some crappy city, in a country that is technically
home but hasn't felt like that for.... however long I've been away.
I lie in my unfamiliar bed thinking about where I am. On the road again
trying to find a place to call home for the next week, month, ( Read more... )

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similiesslip October 21 2011, 00:13:18 UTC
I LOVE Sharon Olds (just had to say:)

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wrensgirl October 19 2011, 13:30:57 UTC
Fame as a drug. I've heard this before but, your perspective made it seem more personal.

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____hejira October 19 2011, 14:41:40 UTC
Besutiful writing.

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shadowwolf13 October 19 2011, 20:19:29 UTC
This is very interesting to read. Paragraph breaks would be nice but I like what you've started with. :)

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mrstotten October 19 2011, 22:55:45 UTC
brave :) and beautifully written

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