in the woods, the bush rather, the heat and red dirt ( Read more... )

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we met on a windy night, like most nights in the desert ( Read more... )

Turns out I should've expected to been misguided by my new advisor, the woman who teaches, advises, etc. etc. Her plate is so full, no wonder she can't get back to me and tell me ( Read more... )

probably not, not much has been said from this end.
it's consuming me in the best way.
for now: two glasses of wine, and my bed.
many rolled cigarettes, dreams of the future.
but quite complacent in the now.
content I suppose.

p.s. i'm coming back to Seattle.
this world is out of this world.

for her to write about tears on new floors, in new rooms, without me... is comforting ( Read more... )

dreaming of a most perfect setting/moment... fresh with clarity of the mind ( Read more... )

all things considered, all motions allowed, regurgitated, and surprisingly everything sits calm and collected in people's faces ( Read more... )

Every so often I will look at myself and realize that I am the only one who can allow myself to ( Read more... )

This couch would have all kinds of interesting little creatures inside, but I'm really not sure. I hope they admire my slip and crotch from afar... uninterested ( Read more... )