I am in Alaska now, visiting my family, popping valium and trying my darndest not to cry. I don't know why I lose my balance when i'm here. Things are better then they were but, that doesn't mean they're good.

And I do not appreciate being called simply for the sake of being told hurtful rumors. If I wanted to know I would ask. And I do not ( Read more... )

All the girls in the Paris night ( Read more... )

the weight loss is worrisome. but, she won't make a fuss.
the kitchen window is easy to slip out of. after dark.
just like her dress.
aching to feel cold stone against flesh.
and branches cover her eyes.

over and over.

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i feel so ill.
my body is weak and shakey.
WHAT COUNTRY AM I LIVING IN?
Surely those that voted for dubya did so with a gun to their temple.

i had some life sucked out of me. dark red into some vials. the nice lady in the white coat told me i am a little fashion designer. she will use science to test the blood. she will be the one to tell me what is wrong. she will be the one.

A message from Howard Dean ( Read more... )

love is the only rational act

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oh, I am smooth and circular.

I will not be hindered.

This longing for self love will fill me until there is nowhere else to turn but inward.

Where the sun will warm my being so much deeper than my flesh.