• Gracie commented on the post, mothering 6 years ago

    mothering, as i have known it
    was too often a smothering.
    a vise grip on what i, myself, could not control
    with the manic fear of what she
    could not fix,
    from the first doctors,
    to the realization,
    that not all that is broken
    need be fixed
    nor fretted over.

  • Gracie commented on the post, determined 6 years, 10 months ago

    determined was last time’s word too
    i’m avoiding thinking about it
    because i’m really undetermined
    and don’t do much homework
    nor have an idea of what i want.
    ta-da!

  • Gracie commented on the post, July 6 years, 10 months ago

    june 30
    we had our first date
    and you kissed me sweetly
    as i felt something
    not quite like love
    we ended in august
    but july?
    the sweetest times
    without care

  • Gracie commented on the post, higher 6 years, 10 months ago

    that night
    when we stood in your room
    and just
    kissed
    for an hour
    made me feel
    higher
    than i’ve ever been
    even as i brushed the clouds
    with my fingertips.

  • Gracie commented on the post, satisfy 6 years, 11 months ago

    i am only satisfied, never. only when something that will never happen happens. Only when nothingness is something.

  • Gracie commented on the post, thought 6 years, 11 months ago

    how insane is it that
    every one
    of my thoughts
    could be had by
    everyone
    yet
    no one
    is being exactly thought
    by
    anyone

  • Gracie commented on the post, measured 6 years, 11 months ago

    my breaths are measured in gasps
    like
    sprints
    measured in collapse

  • Gracie commented on the post, measured 6 years, 11 months ago

    my worth is measured in how
    quiet
    i can be.
    the soles of my soggy shoes squeak on the stairs
    so
    i hold my breath
    to compensate for my disruption.

  • Gracie commented on the post, somebody 6 years, 11 months ago

    my body against
    some body
    yet this body is not merely any,
    the curve of your hip,
    the scar on your lip
    pressed tightly to me