teach me in a way that i can learn. that is the newest prayer, the breath exhaled while sleeping short bursts before 530 which has been the hour the time to decide between waking & wistful. the water tastes like seaweed. the air scorches. the nightly ice cream feels heavy in my belly, like bowling ball head, like 732 premonitions mostly, like ( Read more... )

it's okay if it's swiss cheese memory, because the part i do remember was story-worthy.

um. but what a night. man, i love reunion.

epic friendship. here i come.

You don't need hot sauce on your pancakes. The universe has plans for X, that in no way effect plans for you or me. Do what you need to do. An experiment means you're not responsible for what happens. Baby steps ( Read more... )

my twodoor and i were talking about real numbers and imaginary numbers today, rather he was talking and i was imagining them being Real and Imaginary, next to each other, always being added but never adding to anything together. just, connected. how do you feel about word problems? i have no problem with words. it's all the other things i have ( Read more... )

i've taken to calling you by your old name, the one i never knew. the window is open and the breeze isn't coming in yet, but the light is going out and meeting the light from the window across the way and they're in the middle somewhere, in the darkness next to each other. unsure? comfortable? breezy? i never knew that could be a name. the way a ( Read more... )

talking to you as through a shower curtain clear but far away or maybe dirty glass, pub pint, haze. it feels different but the same. i keep deciding that i don't want to teach you how to be a better friend, undo hasty stitches to get at new cancerous growth, explain why i've decided to keep you out. i came in because i Wanted to let you in, but ( Read more... )

i gave her my <3 and all i got was this txt msg

dancing on tables because there wasn't enough room last time at Mimi's in the pink glow ( Read more... )

hammer in the morning, wood putty sculpting, paining the edges & cabinets. one math problem done in the car. one interview invitation. tiny stories between all the events, clogging up, buzzing, remember me remember me ( Read more... )

goodbye my lover, goodbye my friend, you had been the one ( Read more... )