August 20, 2014 § Leave a comment
I touch the keys of the piano, and play you out of my head.
July 18, 2014 § 1 Comment
When you have everything you want.
When you want for nothing,
you choose only cherries for your top.
I don’t want a dark sky. You’re a dark sky.
I don’t choose you—
I choose a bright red tasty cherry that I can bite my bright into.
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I’m going to sleep you off.
June 30, 2014 § Leave a comment
You don’t know how good this feels—this
living without you.
You don’t know how good this feels.
June 29, 2014 § Leave a comment
I invented myself through your absence. If you had been here, I’m not sure I could have been the girl I invented, but I imagine I would have been very pretty, very real, very happy and very loved.
But God said no. God said, she needs to be everything she is not, everything I created her not to be before she can become everything I created her to be.
So that’s what I do. Be everything and everyone I’m not, ’til I have the guts to be the STORM.
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What’s the storm?
Where you tear your heart out your chest for all the world to see without forgiveness, without escape.
It smells like rain.
My hearts beating so fast.