We saw the deer,
Hanging by its haunches from the fence.

First confusion, then shock, then awe, then like a train wreck
The eyes incapable of escaping the spread of the hung body
Like so many, caught and unaware of their failure
Or their blame.

So I haven't posted in a long time, but I think that it is time again to start ( Read more... )

I know I don't write in this thing much any longer, but I'm returning, as I always do. Life is difficult. Being back in weird because, well, everything feels off. It's as though I am looking at the world from very, very far away. I wonder how many of us who just got back feel that way. It's like there is a great divide between myself and other ( Read more... )

Do you have five poems you love? That you could name off the top of your head? That move your soul ( Read more... )

Every night before bed my stomach hurts like crazy. I know it's self-induced, but I don't know how to stop it...
Some moments I feel so old and some moments I feel like an infant. :-/ and then sometimes I feel in between, like the thoughts in my head come out mumbled.
Life is passing by so fast.
This weekend John-Robin and I are taking a road-trip ( Read more... )

Officially, my poems suck, but they're not the worst ever :) Gotta edit. Good work needs to happen.

I've been flirting with thoughts about nationalism and well, what makes up "identity" in general, so I went on google and typed in "nationalism as a philosophical concern" and found an overly wordy article that gave me some definitions to start my internal debate and outward examination of this construct that I don't really feel a part of, ( Read more... )

writing again. in a frenzy. can't stop and Ryan's inbox has been the recipient. i wonder sometimes if my writing so much makes it harder to bear. like reading my letters is a chore, not a joy, so i'll stop writing for a couple days. i hate these human games, but cant not play, because i care and, though in these past months i'd stopped caring of ( Read more... )

If I were a child right now I would have a temper-tantrum over going home. I want to go home. I like Sweden, but I've pretty much run out of money and Ryan left two days ago now and I want to be with him :( I am crazy. I need to decide once and for all that I want to be with him and forget all of the bs that is our periods of separation. When we're ( Read more... )

Tomorrow I leave for England, Friday I leave London for Dublin and return to London on Sunday (in time to check out the flea markets hopefully :-D) and Ryan will meet me Tuesday. Wednesday we'll fly to Oslo, Thursday first thing in the morning we'll go to Bergen until Sunday when we return to Oslo and Monday we'll fly back to Uppsala ( Read more... )