most of the time i love my dreams, but reading my half-awake handwriting is quite uncomfortable - i can still feel the heart beating between my molars ( Read more... )

my belly is allergic to the chrysalis of loveall

it could be said that i feel like anyone imagined right now:

if you kill something, eat it for christ's sake, dont let the guards find it in the morning

This city is sinking. Born dead, it is spreading eating itself from the inside spilling half digested food and crimson everywhere over the farms the country the mountains. The few honest places left are melting, stone and all crumbling into the carrion, a sad copper bench, a sign depicting a man slipping to his death, a tree grown out of a severed ( Read more... )

I've been remembering lots of dreams lately. I had a particularly strange one last night ( Read more... )

the suburbs are depressing

but so are cities....

and so is farmland...

ugh.

Our love is like Jesus, but worse - though you seal the cave up where you’ve lain its body, it rises.

i just had the weirdest dream ( Read more... )

i totally got an email today saying i'm gonna have a poem published in one of the campus lit journals. yay.. my first time submitting too!

and i've been seeing so many pelicans and herons up close recently it gives me goosebumps

so my left knee is totally shot. i can't stand or walk well at all. it hurts a fuckton when i am sitting down, and its getting worse.

so I am writing my final essay for my modern poetry class and have been "working" on it for 3+ hours and have half a page written and just mispelled "at" and when i right clicked it to fix it the first spelling suggestion was "ADD". i find this funny.