• nichole posted an update 4 years, 2 months ago

    Hoping to post here again. Anyone still hanging out here?

  • siobhan347 commented on the post, manhattan 6 years, 6 months ago

    A mad hatter with a hat on. A man-made heaven. A three syllabled paradise. Man-hatt-an. A Lego square with intestines and glowing lights. A mecca. A melting pot. A miasma. A jungle book of noise. A city of drama and dreams. A salute, a nod, a handshake to mankind. An applause. A bow. A silver smile.

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  • nichole posted an update 6 years, 7 months ago

    I should spend every moment kissing you.
    For all the times I couldn’t,
    for all the nights I spent tossing and turning
    wishing for nothing more
    than the scent of you beside me,
    and the freedom to kiss your temple
    while you slept, unaware of the roiling
    and growing and burning of my love
    and my longing.

  • nichole posted an update 6 years, 7 months ago

    i
    step one,
    crack open the ribs
    like the plastic cover
    for your newest toy.

    ii
    step two,
    discard the things inside
    you don’t need; instructions
    and warranty, first.

    iii
    step three,
    enjoy until you grow tired
    of its limits and downfalls and
    quirks, then discard.

  • nichole posted an update 6 years, 7 months ago

    When the agony of breathing
    usurps the treacherous pleasure
    of your tongue grazing mine,
    I’ll know I’ve been dreaming all along.

  • nichole posted an update 6 years, 7 months ago

    there are a hundred people
    making love and war in my head;
    all of them demanding attention,
    all of them claiming a right to
    this body I inhabit, claiming
    they were the one meant
    to move these limbs and pull
    the levers and sift through
    the jumble of thoughts
    left behind from
    a hundred different lives
    lived before this one.

  • nichole posted an update 6 years, 7 months ago

    I once knew a girl with eyes that shone
    like Venus on a clear night
    and the sound of her voice
    made crickets quiet down to listen.

    But she was a flighty bird,
    a burning-out star trapped
    in our atmosphere, screaming
    and dying to get out, to breathe in

    space dust and toy with vortexes
    and we were all too selfish
    to recognize the gradual fading
    of…[Read more]

  • nichole posted an update 6 years, 7 months ago

    I think about how you may have been a trigger
    I never quite tripped.

    You took me to the place
    where your family buried your horses,
    a wide patch of land surrounded by
    dying trees and yellowed grass,
    and we talked about things greater than ourselves
    and we walked a little more.

    I don’t think I would have loved you,
    despite the kindness you s…[Read more]

  • nichole posted an update 6 years, 7 months ago

    i
    the paint is peeling
    in the corners,
    drooping downward.

    ii
    the night hangs heavy,
    a mouthful of molasses caught
    in the back of my throat.

    iii
    your absence fills the room
    like cotton and I feel smothered
    and lonely.

  • nichole posted an update 6 years, 7 months ago

    Cracks in the sidewalk have always made me feel vulnerable;
    if concrete can crumble, what might be done to my fleshy little heart?

  • nichole posted an update 6 years, 7 months ago

    Today I feel off-balance;
    my axis has shifted and I’m rotating around you
    in reverse and though I’m not frightened
    I am paralyzed with ineptitude when all I want
    is to correct my course and return to your gravity.

  • nichole posted an update 6 years, 7 months ago

    My hair is longer now – much longer than you’d have liked,
    it curls around my rib cage like ivy,
    and I think of this now and again
    when it gets stuck in the door of the car
    or beneath his elbow while we’re sleeping,
    and I don’t mind it and neither does he.

    You would have,
    it might have gotten in the way at some
    critical juncture when our bodie…[Read more]

  • nichole posted an update 6 years, 7 months ago

    Tonight the rain came down in aggressive torrents,
    battering against the windows as lightning caught fire
    somewhere a few miles north. Still, we crawled out
    onto the steps of the fire escape and smoked a joint,
    letting the rain soak our pant-legs while we leaned back,
    staring up at the sky only half obstructed by the overhang,
    and collected all…[Read more]

  • nichole posted an update 6 years, 7 months ago

    At what point does being alive
    ever coexist with our deepest expectations?
    I’ve trudged through thus far,
    at times up to my throat in the quicksand
    of reality and the frailty of our souls and
    the weight and agony of a battered mind.
    I’ve pressed on when my bones quivered
    and my heart stuttered and everything inside of me
    screamed to be rel…[Read more]

  • nichole posted an update 6 years, 7 months ago

    i
    I swallow back the non-articulable mess
    of mis-representations of deeper seas; there are
    oceans and oceans of things I’ve never said.

    ii
    Trinkets of these wordless captives wash up on shore
    after a storm ravages the fathomless beryl waters,
    tiny little treasures you’ll never understand.

  • nichole posted an update 6 years, 7 months ago

    At night my heart cracks open
    like your eggs in the morning
    and everything I felt in the day
    comes spilling out.

    I never could break an egg quite right.

  • nichole posted an update 6 years, 7 months ago

    Outside I can hear late night traffic
    and now and then headlights illuminate the wall
    across from my window and I think quietly to myself
    about the enigmas of other souls; of how
    now matter how closely we know another, we do not really
    know anything about the tiny thoughts in their minds
    and the subtle shifts of mood – as distinct as the…[Read more]

  • nichole posted an update 6 years, 7 months ago

    I say we ditch this old-hat life
    of scrimping and barely getting by
    and living as if we’ll be twenty-something
    until we die. Hop a barge and flee somewhere
    with more culture to get lost in,
    somewhere with an accent we can adopt
    to amuse our friends back home.
    When we’re too broke to buy a few pints
    I’ll dive into the river and let the water take…[Read more]

  • nichole posted an update 6 years, 7 months ago

    I cried, once, when a girl at the grocery
    smiled at me, her eyes full of unbridled kindness,
    the kind you could only get from strangers
    who’d never had to offer you their sympathies
    or pick you up, drunk, wailing on the sidewalk at 3AM
    because the only person who’d ever meant anything to you
    had just left you, exposed and raw and sta…[Read more]