You bring out the writer in me. The black knit beanie and kohl eyeliner. The staying up till midnight catching words like fireflies on a...
@$$holes
Pulling receipts blue and crinkled from back pockets Two lattes (decaf for her, regular for me,) one tea unsweetened On the back, a ...
Amsterdam
They told us those stars were rocks we’d never reach. You didn’t believe them then, not now, not ever. Hands on your hips, h ead til...
Mineshaft
You roll your eyes at the boys who zip down the cliff on their snowboards, shirtless in the cold. For a second you wish that you were...
Highlight Reel
New Years Eve 2011 Staring out across my yard at the Christmas lights garish against the December night sky and trying to pick out ...
"Are you closer for the tears, or has the weight of all these years left you hollow?"
Tapping my fingers against the table to the rhythm of Someday by the Strokes which is playing in the tinny overhead speakers, a little gi...
Payne's Gray
Emma caught me staring at the back of my hands last weekend and mentioned that they were tiny. That wasn't what I was thinking a...
In between days
"I can't remember all the times I've tried to tell myself to hold on to these moments as they pass" _Counting Crows ...
No words.
We throw stardust into the atmosphere and breath deeply in the cold morning air to watch our breath fade off into the distance, a vapor,...
Thoughts from 3am
Nobody had the decency to abandon me there. My paint brushes need washing and my orchids need watering. My desk is scattered with pho...
And we'll all float on alright
Collapse after mowing the lawn. Shoulder blades against the freshly cut grass. Swearing at the sky. Sharp breath. Air that still smell...
X-Ray Mirror
Portrait by Emma The way in which they treat the waiter/waitress How they feel about the weather Whether they dog ear p...
Lake House
One day I will drive up to the lake house in the dead of night. By myself. All alone. And I will feel the way the dark encompasses the c...
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