My dearest friend,
I have abandoned you because I feel alone when we are together.

Spending time like foreign currency; everything is an exchange ( Read more... )

we swam in our clothes in the pond where black mud and weeds suck at your calves and made neat rows of peddles that looked prettier underwater and practised acorn cap whistles and grass whistles that sounded like humming through wax paper on a comb, drank whiskey and iced coffee without sugar or cream the woman behind the counter asked us twice ( Read more... )

I am beginning another argument about what we are arguing about or whether we are arguing about anything at all ( Read more... )

i love you because when left alone in my house you write fucking beautiful poems for me to keep, a wink and a nod.

the man of the house always carries the big suitcase it is his family and he will always have his hands full of them as they invade the tissue-lined boxes of avon soaps and perfume bottles shaped like seahorses and fans and thermometers and meteor showers and cuckoo pints, spathe and spadix and orange-dusted carpels not to be confused with a bone ( Read more... )

that endless list of ends and heres and out theres and tomorrows and the next days and waste bins is known in certain circles as our golden pastime limping in on a wing we traced our hands and o o o go the half-blown kisses smoke rings linked like siamese twins and how we love that hinge a shoulder meant for leaving untamed octaves often associated ( Read more... )

i am currently accepting applications for a new crush hearthrob dreamboat love of at least two weeks of my life, you, a non-psychotic twenty-something boy, or non-railroad apartment under $625 a month, or some random moment of unbelievable happiness that will tide me over the next two semesters of hellish writer's block and weeping realizations ( Read more... )

"All truly great thoughts are conceived by walking ( Read more... )

everyone, i'd like to introduce you to my new best friend:


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