broken bones and colored glass
she has such trouble letting go

perhaps i'll simply blame it on the weather.

it used to be easier for you.
its not that im lacking conviction--
its simply not yours.

hearts and thoughts they fade

i suppose this years motto was, if you cant beat 'em...join 'em.

there are some mornings when the sky looks like a road.

so i got a little sentimental the other day and took crazed pictures of the flowers in the garden before they freeze...

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we're all often inaccurate in judgement.
thats why, i assume, you claim to be unassuming.
im not sure why im so struck by the failings in your creedance

...they all fail sometimes.

anchors and cement.

i sat, reeling, bored, unable to think of What Comes Next (indeed, what does?). eventually i'd have to return those library books. anybody enjoying them? twisted in my seat and watched a girl named emily leafing interestedly through mexico: a history in art. well, good, I guess. though why does everybody keep looking at the wrong parts? can't they ( Read more... )