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mezcal is a word I don’t know
I didn’t know you when I say down next to you in class
I did not know your hair or your short springy loud form
I laughed through Biology as we laughed at our teacher
I did not know you then
I do not know Biology
now school is over and boy do you know me

» Posted By Eliza On 05.21.2016 @ 7:54 pm


between traffic
in and out
im getting sick
dammit one day ill learn to drive

» Posted By eliza On 03.28.2016 @ 8:51 pm


Every moment
from the corner
of rose tinted glasses
you evaded
the shaded region
of my peripheral

and you can never come into focus
just hazy
in a hurry
away from center

Its unbearable

» Posted By eliza On 03.13.2016 @ 11:23 am


as crystal?

Everything breaks, so everything is precious.

» Posted By Eliza On 11.11.2015 @ 4:47 am


your back to release something. Something pulling you up, or out, arch your back.

these days have been slow moving, we’ve been straining.

Arch your mind.

» Posted By Eliza On 11.05.2015 @ 5:48 am


or else

(time will run in)

» Posted By Eliza On 11.02.2015 @ 8:28 pm


every accidental pause is a
half-finished thought

and I’m lingeriing now,
fighting the will to
look around and
see eyes staring back
at me, always staring,

never seeing

» Posted By Eliza On 09.21.2015 @ 7:24 am


when I was younger,
and the world had not yet succumbed
so much to the
disappearance of the ozone layer,

my mind had likewise
the protection it needed to
run rampant,

but now the icecaps are melting and
perhaps I’m not as young as I
once was—

I frequent coffee shops instead of castles and
now I can only fly in
my dreams

» Posted By Eliza On 09.18.2015 @ 8:33 am


a scene at the seine,
quiet with birds
soaring above,
wind in wings fluttering like

stone steps graduate the bank,
the concrete ziggurat of
and I’d be lying if
I said I didn’t feel a
fluttering in my

» Posted By Eliza On 09.15.2015 @ 9:50 am


stem cells are said to
be the building blocks of
every other cell,
the key, the

tomorrow, I will see lights
from above like
the cells of a great city,
cars cruising through streets like
blood through a
stoic body

I wonder if
Paris is already inside of me,
unfurling inside my bones,
metro cars chugging desperately
through the channels of my

» Posted By Eliza On 08.26.2015 @ 7:21 pm


just as smiles do not
fall off the face like
pebbles off a cliff, there
one moment and
the next,

and how you can’t
package the manifestation of a
inside a metal cylinder,

I firmly reject the
physics of
canned laughter

» Posted By Eliza On 08.13.2015 @ 1:38 pm


if eve was derived from
woman from man,

and words are derived from
and roots from smaller seeds
planted thousands of years
in the past

» Posted By Eliza On 08.12.2015 @ 11:41 am


all I can think about are
stolen moments,
the dark backseat of your car
when you first reached for my
and I didn’t breathe
the whole way home
for fear you’d hear
my blood singing your name
as it coursed through my veins

then I remember that
you’re the thief

» Posted By Eliza On 08.09.2015 @ 5:22 pm


the blandest sunset will
still be beautiful
colors will fade like
old clothes, washed too
many times

dye runs from thread
but still fibers weave together

and the sky will never unravel;
cloud suspended from hueless space

» Posted By Eliza On 08.07.2015 @ 10:48 am


eventful is a falsehood,
fabricated by your sedated mind
in order to convince yourself
you’ve lived less than you
would’ve liked

because even as you think about the
many facets of each day you
also remember the
blank moments,
the spaces in between breaths and
the moments where the laughter died from your face,
smile slipping off

» Posted By Eliza On 08.04.2015 @ 1:19 pm


i’m sad, because you’re selfish
because you plant these memories and cherry blossom stained hands on my chest and then – and then- you’re so truly gone that it’s empty and the place within my rib cage where i would expect a cardiovascular muscle to be is also barren, oh so worn out, and i can’t hate you or promise myself that my heart will no longer beat for you —

» Posted By Eliza On 05.05.2015 @ 6:49 pm


of my heart, it didn’t take you very long. To think, i came here to be free.

» Posted By Eliza On 04.05.2015 @ 12:36 pm


she was captured by the hunters, who was paid to kill her by the the evil prince

» Posted By Eliza On 01.28.2015 @ 2:41 am


is resented, because rejected, but understated, because, well, frightened.

» Posted By Eliza On 01.06.2015 @ 3:26 am


is a six letter word. Like horror, and hopeful, almost.

» Posted By Eliza On 12.17.2014 @ 3:25 pm

desperate to move but won’t be made. Does it blister and boil, away from here? Or does the wind billow sweet warm comfort …

» Posted By Eliza On 12.17.2014 @ 3:03 pm


he adapted to the light, eyes burning and heart pounding. the cave behind him held mal in all his fury and whatever that vicious reptile was. they’d duke it out, and yates didn’t want to be anywhere near this place once they were done; the victory would surely kill him.

» Posted By eliza On 05.31.2014 @ 10:43 pm


Sometimes we look for gold in the clouds and we can’t see the silver linings.

Someone said that to me once. I don’t remember who, but it chilled me out a little bit.

I really look for the best-case scenario. Who doesn’t? But sometimes I don’t know how to just be content with what’s good around me. Silver’s good.

» Posted By Eliza On 03.27.2014 @ 10:25 am


The crops all sat and baked in the sun, dried out and unsanitary even to the moles underneath the Earth. They were shrivelled and dislocated near the stems. They bent at a 45 angle and were grey and splotchy.
The tools all rusted over with a copper tint. They sat in a lonely tool shed, a patch of sunshine hollowing out the tools and making them seem dull.

» Posted By Eliza On 07.17.2013 @ 3:53 pm


Sometimes I don’t feel very creative. I look around and all my friends are drawing or singing or just putting something beautiful into the world. Then I realize that just by living, I am creating something beautiful.

» Posted By Eliza On 07.05.2013 @ 6:45 pm


starts with n
is 4 letters
bright i.e. yellow

» Posted By eliza On 05.29.2013 @ 10:19 pm


At my high school they put on a ton of musicals. There were probably around two a year. I really enjoyed watching them perform and wishing that my singing voice was good enough to perform with them. I also had a friend who was heavily envolved with these musicals.

» Posted By Eliza On 01.24.2013 @ 8:10 am


I’ve been to several shows. My favorite band “royal teeth”. they are from louisiana and i go see there shows quite often. They are on tour right now, so i wont be able to see them as much

» Posted By Eliza On 12.27.2012 @ 8:37 pm


available means:

» Posted By eliza On 12.12.2012 @ 7:35 am

is usable you can use it without much of a wait. If chlothes are available then you can buy them

» Posted By eliza On 12.12.2012 @ 7:31 am

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