(Coming Clean Words - I lied, To be in Tijuana - Ser) or, 98 across

Apr 06, 2008 11:11

"The problem with skin
is not how it keeps all of you in,
a miracle quite, a thing. But how

it remembers and remembers even if
the grey pocket in your brain says forget."

I am learning that being alone is not a status, but a condition, and I am not sure what I am trying to say. I am trying to say that things will be okay, that I do not need friends, family, lovers. But my skin remembers how it feels to have warm arms around it in the shower, but my skin says that being alone is not a condition, but a disease.

I spend my days learning to forget by sitting in the same pink sweatpants, crocheting rainbow colored blankets and working on the New York Times Crossword. I only have eleven more days of class and I do not answer the phone or reply to emails these days. I start all of these by saying, "I spend," that I am sure pretty soon, I will be too poor to spend time at all.

I am counting down the days until I move to New York, and I think I will be content with the quietest dorm on campus, a view of a brown bricked building, and a kitchen so small only I can fit in it.

aimee nezhukumatathil

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