Anjali Pai
August 19, 1982 - March 30, 2008
Staring at your small brown fingers against polished white
I watch you use the weight of your thumb to fill my ears with a single note.
I am frozen, nervous.
Crystals seem to collect in my chest, growing immeasurably large
for such a small space.  
I concentrate once more on your fingers, aware that you are ( Read more... )

A long time ago, a friend was about to departure back home. It had been a long while since he'd been there. While talking he discussed nick-names from childhood. He wanted to give me a new name. This is what I replied ( Read more... )

Regardless of how silly it makes me, Buffy the Vampire Slayer is my favorite show of all time. I just finished watching season 7 on DVD. Ahhh. What fun. That show has made me gasp, laugh, choke, and cry. And I think I've said before that I don't cry. Not that it was buckets, but a drop or two counts in my book. I could spend ALL of my waking ( Read more... )

Odile has called a truce. That is nice, though I'm not sure what will happen next ( Read more... )

Thank you Stacey ( Read more... )

In response to Odile ( Read more... )

It's been a while, eh ( Read more... )

So...spring break draws to a close ( Read more... )

I won’t and you can’t make me ( Read more... )

Possibly the most unproductive, but most fun weekend in quite some time ( Read more... )