i kissed your palms while you were sleeping. we were in another city and i couldn't sleep. i was covered in my dried sweat, it was starting to sink back into my skin. i wanted to save the world, but i only had 200 dollars. you kept sleeping, you had brought both of us here, but you were starting to dream of another place to go to. in the morning ( Read more... )

the monsters hide in the bushes. they flash and hiss at us. we don't see because the wind has blinded us with her beauty. we have run up the hills, and i asked you if i could melt the petals of a flower onto your wrist. your reply was, "if you promise it doesn't hurt." i promised. your hair is on fire, the calm sort of blue kind, swaying my eyes ( Read more... )

because i am sick of these guys in my art class telling me that they want pussy and that shaving your head is not for a girl. they are so stupid so i don't even argue with them anymore, and they just keep milking it and milking, it makes me want to explode. because i feel like nobody really likes what they say they do, you wear the shirt but your ( Read more... )

we always used to sit against the bed and watch movies late at night. the bed was pretty high, so your mom could have sex with various men while we held our care bears tight. at the time, it didn't seem weird, hearing her moaning. now when i look back on it, it is like two dark slides are holding up the memory, it is so unclear, why didn't i care ( Read more... )

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thank god for you with your big smile, and your beautiful brown eyes, such long eyelashes. i was screaming so loud to bikini kill that i felt my voice reach the limit, and it cracked. i was spinning so fast after too much alcohol and everybody was staring, everybody was taking a drag on their cigarette, such dead dolls. i saw you across from me but ( Read more... )

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i sailed all day on a banana boat serving dream catchers to the fish. i served you with a golden platter and you refused. i couldn't help but stare at you, if you looked back even once it felt like you were touching me with what i would imagine your hands to feel like; wise and complicated, but so soft and still, the way my own hands tremble when i ( Read more... )

we hit the piano keys in unison. i jumped up in surprise but you sat perfectly still like you knew we were going to do that. i painted each key with a different memory and each song i played matched up to the key. i was playing so many images with my 10 fingers ( Read more... )

do you remember passion? it's burried beneath a concrete world. have you forgotten compassion? are you in the middle of an ugly war between yourself and a giant machine? are you so tired you can't even dream anymore ( Read more... )