Nothing is the same. Life has changed so much since Fall 2008; it's interesting to think about. Hopefully this fall will be my last semester at Daytona State and I can move on to UCF. I still don't know what I want to be. I'd love to be a professional mother. I'd do a darn good job. I'd love to have 7 kids but with no way to buy diapers for that ( Read more... )

i have you up against the wall in this dark alley and the grime rubs off on the back of your shirt. we step on each other's shoes. we stumble, dragging each other along and the broken glass crunches under our shoes. but it sounds more like dry fallen leaves and broken bones. and the sounds intermingle with the dripping from the afternoon ( Read more... )

i say those words for very different reasons. i hung around to offer nothing more than a noncommital handshake and casual conversation. before i did a line in the upstairs bathroom. and it's not your fault i've grown so estranged this quickly.
and she knows all my different secrets but she loves you, so slipping out of windows is the only thing i ( Read more... )

fisting the back of your shirt in a fuzzy sort of false selective reality. so dear to me, your mcdonalds late night menu cuts into my sensitive stomach and strict starvation diet. the lights will sing buzzing to us, because they've got nothing better to do this time of night. i've never been so obvlious to my surroundings i am, while you've never ( Read more... )

i made my song a coat covered with embroideries out of old mythologies. from heel to throat. but the fools caught it, wore it in the world's eyes. as though they'd wrought it. song, let them take it, for there is more enterprise in walking naked.
-william butler yeats


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