oh man, i like summer, and i like pretty dresses. i like living as an empowered feminist, and telling men who get all up in my grills in dance clubs to leave me alone, cause i'm flailing. i like fresh fruit, and humus. i like cats. i like cats a lot. i like steampunk, and basically dressing like i wish i was an elf - less than larping, but long ( Read more... )

it's fall and it's lovely ( Read more... )

i want to claw my way out of winter with hot sharp nails ( Read more... )

i NEED bed. but after writing the last post realized i probably had a poem in me, or something like it ( Read more... )

i don't think you living your life as a myth is wrong... but that could be because if you live a myth, i live a fairy tale, and i'm kind to people, waiting for the old woman to tell me that diamonds pearls roses will drop out of my mouth. i'm waiting to be a swan for seven years until a young king tries to hunt me and finds me up a tree, tattered ( Read more... )

the context of this one is confusing, since i didn't date it. regardless, it's been written within at least three or four months. i found it in one of my notebooks the other day and really liked it ( Read more... )

I found an old poem that I wrote about this time last year about that time the year before.

stop: here
a movement in my piece, distinct
a strain and theme all its own
of a sodden autumn
struck in tones of brown and grey and glistening black and dull red
for: a basement, warm and fiery and all shag carpet and cordoroy couches
scavenged food, stoner style ( Read more... )

I hear my roommates' moans through the walls
like distant sirens
echoes of faraway things
a reminder of disconnected events
and when the moon is in the sky 
white edges behind velvet clouds
i walk alone 
turquoise shoes on wet concrete
blonde curls like a banner behind me
and it's alone in the world i feel the best now
though 
i see so many things i wish to ( Read more... )

every long lost friend is popping in to say hello it seems
i had a fun adventure night with Jen and some cohorts of hers last week
 graeme is here
living with us indefinitely 
those who have seen our space are appalled that we are going to try
and have four people live within
hannah is coming to town with her delicious, delightful baby boy 
(the only baby ( Read more... )