He smiled at me, warm and drunk ( Read more... )

I feel so shockingly disconnected from everything- and I've been without my phone for maybe twelve hours, a majority of which I was unconscious for. I can't reach anyone who is not here and they cannot reach me. [*But Professor Coover is trying ( Read more... )

I just need to say some stuff ( Read more... )

full metal breakdown [with Daniel, along Weybosset: "somehow now it is even worse having him back ( Read more... )

eddie izzard why do I love you so much
it is simultaneously crushing and mending my soul

watching always waiting watching- sometimes caught off guard. rare moments. burlingame. acadia. rockville. names unfit for young. (the name they give you, you’ll outgrow it soon.) I distrust the dreams that obscure themselves upon my waking. (he is but a ghost?) I will return to our hollows again and again. our children, Spencer, burlingame, ( Read more... )

[I don't really know how writers can go on this way, having to make sense of everything. I will stop with the storytelling; I will stop writing for academia and magazines. Someday, I will be able to refer to all the people involved by their first names.]

-jenny boully

I've got something to say. That time I was trying to impress you I got bay-water choked in my veins. Ever since I've been restless and insatiable and caught up in colors. I am blue, squares, I am- yellow, you make me green and springing and light footed and new. You remake me. And I want you to be the decision I make because I haven't dreaded ( Read more... )

A rhinocerous certainly couldn't do it. Getting beyond isn't a matter of force. More than one fox has been known to slip through on occasion, although I doubt they realize exactly what it is they've done, only that they've done something remarkable. It usually makes them tremendously proud, and forever after they walk with a certain air. A turtle ( Read more... )

Maybe you’re so bright, you blind yourself.

When you’re hands met mine in the dark

they were fumbling self-assuredly,

holding tight when they demanded my wrists

and pulled me out into sunlight.

Maybe you’re so bright, you blind yourself.

But we exist between the patches of tree-shade

and we go strawberry red

like the fruit you stole

and held between your ( Read more... )