Aquarius Horoscope for week of May 28, 2009 ( Read more... )

i've lost my copy of the bfg. no wonder i feel so sad.

maybe i'll be a preschool teacher.
maybe i'll write a novel.
maybe i'll disappear.
disappear.
disappear.

i want to plant thumbelina carrots in clay jars.

for once i get out of bed when i wake up, don't go back to sleep. it is before dawn. i pull on a skirt, walk downstairs, tip-toe, scuttlebutt. the sun comes up and i make yerba matte in the big blue mug, read about starting seedlings indoors, open the shutters in the front room so the sunlight can pour in. i am drinking a chunky green-pink-blue ( Read more... )

drunk sonnet 10 ( Read more... )

so much depends
upon

a red wheel
barrow

glazed with rain
water

beside the white
chickens

- william carlos williams

the more i struggle, the more i realise i struggle alone.

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some days i just wake up with overwhelming sadness. maybe i will go for a bike ride.