i wandered out onto my porch, cramming one more cookie into my mouth, and the summer-night breeze felt like nostalgia ( Read more... )

i'm lonely and the emptiness of my house is vibrating around me. everything (furniture, plants, blankets) just past the corner of my eye seems to be moving. i'm on edge and frightened and wish i weren't sleeping alone tonight (despite the tinyness of my bed i like it better when i`m sharing it ( Read more... )

cheekbone to silky hair
bone to bone beneath powder and perfume

fingers intertwined, we're
holding on for dear life

with your hand in mine i could
turn back the tide

and when i'm crying too hard to breathe
your words grab hold and save me.

its raining out but not too hard and the air smells new. somehow, the high-up grumble of thunder always makes me feel safe ( Read more... )

i like laughing till my stomach hurts and i cant breathe, lying on a blanket surrounded by cookies and friends ( Read more... )

HI ( Read more... )

DONE. i can sit at the computer guilt-free because there is no homework i'm meant to be doing ( Read more... )

i feel like draping myself on someone and letting them take my weight; supporting yourself gets lonely.
the flowers in the garden in front of my house blossomed overnight and they're brilliantly blinding, deep red deep orange deep yellow, like crayons x 100000 + light, even the white is deep.

pascie and i finished babysitting and headed back to my house. in my dark kitchen we lit candles and drank our (surprisingly good) wine. theres half a bottle left in my fridge... for tomorrow ( Read more... )

it's so beautiful out the window that I can almost believe I'm not here. looking past the fluorescent lighting to the tall narrow patch of the outside; there's the suggestion of sky, yellow-green like a living crayon on the trees, red brick in the sun. I feast my eyes on that, on the middleground, ignore the mundanely ugly apartment building behind ( Read more... )