• I am wearing maroon. I sit in an office. I listen to music and feel less than alive, less than dancing, less than hiking, less than spinning fire, I am on the computer.

  • Al(l) is on(e) commented on the post, wade 7 years, 9 months ago

    wade in the water, the sunflowers’ petals have graced the lake, swishing backward and forward, swirling around with your thoughts; you wade, they swirl
    you swirl, they wade
    you dance together

  • Al(l) is on(e) commented on the post, crush 7 years, 9 months ago

    she crushed the ice slowly, turning around to see the situation had not left the kitchen. mom and brother still arguing about the dishes. is that really the most pertinent issue? was it just an outlet for bigger issues? is there anyway the refrigerator would crush ice slower?

  • I wonder how much wonder I can retain…does it get lost somewhere in the cracks of making breakfast, brushing my teeth, going to my doctor’s appointment, driving to the park….

  • train yourself well now, every day a step closer. train yourself to love, to be that diamond, to be that vortex, that respite. train yourself well now, you’ll be weary sometimes and lonely too, but have yourself to come back to.

  • around the corner, it’s the day your never waited for, the lights you thought were fading already, the way you dreamed when you were a kid and that same monster was followed by that same hug and you never realized how that’s called optimism.

  • take me up to montage, the scenes, how the scenery blurs and becomes the whomping willow, the day by the lake, the time I explored the city by myself and learned how to be myself

  • i remember that time you took your life off, laid it on the grass next to you just to see how it felt to feel real naked, the kind no one talks about. I remember, I remember the way it felt when I followed suit, like my chest was swelling up and I tried to […]

  • he said, I gotta trim these bad boys, there’s an art to sideburns, they haveta look like a simmering campfire that’ll burn steadily for a few hours longer, not a massive bonfire.

  • the booth of the way they always looked. the booth they sold their sighs and lost their signs. the booth, they never listened, the booth they always gave us back our change. too late. we waited. the booth they sat while everyone else watched the game. the booth they sold themselves, they sold skittles. they […]

  • feel the wrath of the boogie monster!! boogie oogie oogie! garrrr! listless they all fall, the children who stay up too late past their bedtimes!!! I snag them all and gobble them up!! yum! delicious children!!

  • I’ll be a domestic. shine the floors, put the sheets out on the line.
    I’ll never be domesticated, never be fine. never be proper or ladylike neither.

  • I was just curious about the moment, the way the bitterness takes itself, wrapped up or down, the way only a bug can see that children’s toes aren’t tiny just comparatively and why that makes them cute is anyone’s guess, least of all the scientist’s

  • her head glowing in the moonlight, all were sure she was magical or
    alien
    or
    someone’s gotta find that beautiful
    and
    everyone else thinks she’s crazy
    ugly
    where’d her mother go wrong?
    where’d society go

  • “it’llbeok”
    the computer consoled the xbox console

  • gave birth a wide breadth, a wide breath, a yawn, a space to hold your fear, round, damp, gave birth in a dream, a dream where fears are concrete

  • and I could write something beautiful
    here I waver
    I could manifest the world in color form, in words or smiles
    but I waver
    and I falter

  • “I don’t wear eyeliner. I don’t take shit. I don’t look back and think of what I could change. I don’t change. I don’t wear eyeliner. I don’t look like a raccoon. I look like myself and that’s what it is”

  • CYCLE, go cycle, the
    wheels are fluorescent, they
    can see you
    in the darkness, there’s
    always a brightness

  • simply 40 voices getting along