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I work with a lot of taboo material in my job. I find myself weaseling out of saying taboo things directly, partly because I’m chicken and partly because when I am feeling brave, I am afraid of appearing mean and cold. So I soften what I say by adding “yet” — as in, “He isn’t potty trained YET” or “He hasn’t learned what sounds the letters make YET.” The older the kid, the more weaselly this sounds, because the less likely it is that he ever WILL do those things.

» Posted By Lisa On 05.13.2013 @ 8:42 pm


The colour of movie starlets hair but the movies were all black and white. The shine of the sun of the flank of a horse, so unselfconscious and so beautiful. The way a colour should sound.

» Posted By lisa On 05.12.2013 @ 7:04 pm


I learned celestral nagivation on a long sailing trip with a nearly blind alcoholic French man I barely knew. I wanted a change and when he invited me to sail across the Pacific with him I said Yes. I slept with him, of course. When we sat inside the boat he had made mostly by hand and showed me the map of the places he had been I was helpless to say No to any of it. He frightened me often and I finally left the boat in Fiji to fly home to San Francisco. I will never forget the sky and how it could tell me exactly where on Earth I was if I had a sextant and a calculator.

» Posted By Lisa On 05.11.2013 @ 11:13 am


The soap is on the counter. Not in a soap dish, but directly on the tile, leaving a slimy, slippery, dirt-attracting film. I’ve asked that the soap not be place directly on the counter. That has not prevented the placement of soap on the counter. This time I moved the soap to the soap dish in the bathtub and placed a bottle of handwash on the counter where the soap used to be. Much better.

» Posted By Lisa On 05.09.2013 @ 9:18 pm


like anything important, this sounds easy but is incredibly difficult to do. it is being the authentic self and recognizing that self is being as opposed to the things we do or have.

» Posted By Lisa On 05.08.2013 @ 6:15 pm


Craziness. All kinds of interesting things can happen when you let life unfold. Life has a way of showing us exactly where we need to go and even how to get there. Good things…can ensue if we let go. There’s a delicate balance between setting the goals and crushing them under the weight of desperation. Allow brilliance and goodness to ensue.

» Posted By Lisa On 04.30.2013 @ 11:30 pm


The creature stopped and stared at its opponent. the crazy eyes the awful stench of its breath offended its nose. they circled each other. CReature vs creature . Man vs man

» Posted By Lisa On 04.18.2013 @ 5:16 am


vines are beautiful.
vines crawl
vines meander
latch onto things
kind of similar to my love for you
latching on to anything that lives
I hope we can be vines together
intertwining at the end.

» Posted By Lisa On 04.05.2013 @ 3:11 am

vines are beautiful.
vines crawl
vines meander
latch onto things
kind of similar to my love for you
lactching on to anything that lives
i hope we can be vines together
intertwining at the end.

» Posted By lisa On 04.05.2013 @ 2:45 am


The catastrophe occured before I could even realize it. I was smiling at the waves when the drew back. Of course I was curious, so I went out to the water. Someone called out run, but I didn’t listen. That’s why I’m dead now. Death by drowning. Kind of ironic, isn’t it? I went out to my own death. Was it suicide? No.

» Posted By Lisa On 03.25.2013 @ 11:41 am


He wasn’t really listening to what she was telling him. He was in shock. The words coming from her mouth couldn’t be real. “Hey? Are you even hearing me?” she asked him with her most annoyed voice.

» Posted By Lisa On 03.25.2013 @ 5:29 am


He didn’t like this new feature about himself. It was kind of sad. Those wings that he had wished for ever since he was a little boy, was now what he hated the most about himself. “I’m so sorry” he whispered to the wind. Oh what he had done to get those black, feathers. He was so sorry for everything. For murdering all of those innocent people, and for killing his own sister. Just for those wings.

» Posted By Lisa On 03.22.2013 @ 10:06 am

The girl stood close to the window, he wings fluttering in the wind. She look upon the tree outside and smiled a wicked smile. She wanted him. She wanted that tree. For being a light creature, she was awfully wicked. The brunette whispered something under her breath and jumped out of her glass cage.

» Posted By Lisa On 03.22.2013 @ 10:03 am


is the answer, we must live our own truth,tell the truth,the truth will set you free!

» Posted By lisa On 03.18.2013 @ 6:14 pm


cities are beautiful,strange,full of color and poluant.there is a lot or not in them,some of them are popular and some of them not.cities are cool.

» Posted By Lisa On 03.17.2013 @ 1:55 pm


ιστοριες ομορφεσ απο γιαγια και παπου που εχουν να σου πουν κατι για τη ζωη σε ταξιδευουν και σε χαλαρωνουν

» Posted By lisa On 03.12.2013 @ 6:37 am


What I constantly wait for. The knock at the god damn door, that just stands there. Waiting, inviting… The only thing keeping me between the monster knocking on the other side.

» Posted By Lisa On 02.27.2013 @ 8:19 pm

Then there was a knock at the door and the dog started to bark…loudly…then they came through the door and all hell broke loose. They knocked the lamp off the end table and then the chips to the floor. I couldn’t take it anymore so I knocked out some time to leave and walked out the door.

» Posted By Lisa On 02.27.2013 @ 7:38 pm


The smell of a night out. A gathering of sad people, with the same wet smile, and shape of heart.

» Posted By Lisa On 02.22.2013 @ 10:20 am


Suddenly she grasped it. Like she stumbled upon it, and what she had longed to understand for so long, was the most logic thing in the universe.

» Posted By Lisa On 02.19.2013 @ 1:45 pm

Auch Gras hat eine spezifische Geschwindigkeit. Du brauchst dir nur die Spitzen der Halme anschauen. Sie wiegen sich nach rechts und nach links, aber alle in einem unterschiedlichen Rhythmus, der dann wieder ein Gesamtbild verschiedener Grünnuancen und -schattierungen ergibt.

» Posted By Lisa On 02.19.2013 @ 11:22 am


Es ist ganz leicht. Du hast zwar das Gefühl, deinen Körper nicht mehr unter Kontrolle zu haben, dass deine Arme und Beine hierhin und dorthin flattern, sich verknoten, mit dem Wind in höhere Lagen getragen werden. Aber lass dich einfach darauf ein, du wirst anders sein, hinterher, flexibler irgendwie und ein neuer Mensch.

» Posted By Lisa On 02.18.2013 @ 12:16 pm


Think. Think. Think. That’s what she said. She said “think before you speak.” She said “you’re over thinking it.” She said “think more, talk less.” She said “think more deeply.” She said “don’t think so much, just follow your heart.”

» Posted By Lisa On 02.05.2013 @ 12:28 pm


baby is in the bath, waiting patiently for the mother thats passed out on the couch exhausted from the life she now has with her cousin that married her for papers and then fell hard

» Posted By lisa On 01.29.2013 @ 9:48 pm


real life. real world. sometimes things aren’t as real as they seem. real lies can hurt real lives. in the real world, nothing is perfect.

» Posted By lisa On 01.22.2013 @ 1:05 pm


I wont cry today. Maybe tomorrow. But my tears will ruin a village of ants. And I will establish my god like power. And then I will feel sad for them, and cry. cry and cry again……

» Posted By lisa On 01.11.2013 @ 11:28 am

I wont cry today. Maybe tomorrow. But my tears will ruin a village of ants. And I will establish my god like power. And then I will feel sad for them, and cry. cry and cry again……

» Posted By lisa On 01.11.2013 @ 11:28 am


Als ich leise die Tür hinter mir schloss, schrie sie mir aus voller Kehle nach: “Du wirst schon sehen, was du mir angetan hast! Ich verspreche dir, ich verspreche dir …” Dann folgte ein markerschütternder Schrei und ich nahm die Beine in die Hand und zwang mich zu laufen. Ich kam mir vor wie eine dieser Märchenfiguren, die wissen, dass sie mit einem Fluch belegt werden, wenn sie sich nur einmal umdrehen und zurückschauen.

» Posted By Lisa On 01.08.2013 @ 1:31 pm


He is out Savior. Our king. Majesty. He is above all things. He is glorious and magnificent. Beautiful like the single cloud in the sky or the sunset. He is Lord. He is just. He is the good in all life and all glory to Him.

» Posted By Lisa On 01.04.2013 @ 2:20 pm


With all the madness of the 21st century, the shine and squalor, more often than not Steve feels that he’s been dropped into an alien world, abandoned by the guiding powers and forgotten by everything he knew; it’s Tony who suggests that maybe it isn’t an accident, maybe he’s been placed right where he needs to be.

» Posted By Lisa On 01.04.2013 @ 10:01 am

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