• paper commented on the post, weaving 5 years ago

    it’s got you locked in place, that sickly mutation of your soul, got you stuck sticking feet sunk into muddy souls where all things green grow from and yet it is nothing but dirt and what you reap depends first on what you sow. do like those fortune cookies and white-teeth authors say, love, and water me. or, be barren and let your feet float…[Read more]

  • paper commented on the post, headband 5 years ago

    “you got another think coming,” t says and looks him in the eye. how one could be so defiant with such a soft girly tongue, ah. but c has other things to think about.

    expression fierce like eagle talons over beds of lavender, that wild beauty of nature. t is something like a painting. something to look at from afar. not a scene to step into.

    c grins.

  • paper commented on the post, tribal 5 years ago

    thinking about what you’ve become and how you never thought you’d be here. learning you are made of red. painting skin, painting walls. fingerprints. watching the rest travel in packs. you become an animal alone. the echo of your past howls worn and tattered in your human eardrums, the wild streak marring your heartless organized structure, a cave…[Read more]

  • paper commented on the post, venice 5 years ago

    the mascara hurts on her eyelashes, hard like dry bare branches in the dead empty air before winter. she remembers when kohl was smudged and soft and sexy, she remembers cold night air on her bare thighs and glitter and when She was heavy and warm on her arm. her eyes feel dry and foreign. like Her, flighty and yet so low low low beneath the…[Read more]

  • paper commented on the post, amused 5 years, 2 months ago

    probably, at the end of the day, when there’s nothing left and he’s sitting there with blistered feet on black linoleum he’s gonna say okay, well, to hell with it. to hell with you. that’s not fair to the boy, a voice in his head will say, it’s a good thing, probably. and then the boy will come and smile sadly and say sorry one last time and he’ll…[Read more]

  • paper commented on the post, prank 5 years, 4 months ago

    losing definition of myself and wondering if it’s okay, screeching top down hair whipping high school legend on the highway is what i never was

  • paper commented on the post, delighted 5 years, 5 months ago

    When did it start? I think
    that one time when you meant to prop your knee up on the bed and tripped and fell onto the floor. When I made you mad, and it hurt me. Getting to touch you wherever I want whenever I want, and that empty feeling as I wait for you to touch me back. A little loneliness, knowing you or me are not enough. Cold sheets. Hot…[Read more]

  • paper commented on the post, translucent 5 years, 5 months ago

    this is here. the place that i’m always coming back to. the craving eats me up inside, soft poison touch floating over that delicate delicate thing we call happiness, fluttering like a veil at the top of the mountain, nestling down below in the dark bitter earth. waiting for me to come home.

  • paper commented on the post, patch 5 years, 5 months ago

    every time i climb over your skin i feel like i am falling into your imperfections. the patches of skin where i feel your anger, softest. you know i have a sick adoration for your dirty blues and black thoughts.

  • paper commented on the post, backtrack 5 years, 7 months ago

    i like things in ink and blood– too heavy for the every day man, i know, but i’ve always been too invested and yet not open enough. closed and hard like a cold iron drillpoint powered by nothing but puffs of air, sort of like the whirling hurricane that pirouettes en pointe with it’s head in the clouds, but without the dignity. the only words i…[Read more]

  • paper commented on the post, roof 7 years ago

    there isn’t a place in the world that M would rather be right now, even though there are dead leaves clogged up all along the gritty corners and by the rain pipe. S had been here, and that made all the world melt away under him, leaving only the touch of the sky. this isn’t a place in the world. this is the world.

  • paper commented on the post, mass 7 years, 2 months ago

    there’s nothing for him to grab onto when he’s feeling the human need, and it makes him sad and folded. he’s not here, and himself is just a boy who will wrinkle and smell of rotting and eventually disappear, just like him.

  • paper commented on the post, sliver 7 years, 7 months ago

    a peek, no more, she giggles and it’s infuriating, a tinkle of laughter like bells. pretend innocence. she knows what she’s doing, sending me a mischievous look before running off, leaving me here with the image […]

  • paper commented on the post, sunglasses 7 years, 8 months ago

    it was eighty-four the other day. damn hot. reminded me that summer is coming soon.
    i used to love summer. i used to love a lot of things.
    sigh; well, boohoo, time to move on. no use crying over spilled blood. […]

  • paper commented on the post, flip 7 years, 8 months ago

    there’s a reaction for every action, as the theorem goes. always. that seems to be the way it is for them. rise, fall. leave, chase. he doesn’t like it, but he doesn’t think he can do it any other way.

    there’s […]

  • paper commented on the post, rainy 7 years, 8 months ago

    my roommate asked me if i liked rainy days today.

    there’s really no accurate word to describe my feelings for rainy days. when it rains, it is like the day might as well not have happened.

    when everything […]

  • paper commented on the post, capture 7 years, 8 months ago

    there’s something to be said about the romeo/juliet dynamic. it wasn’t overdone in it’s day. it’s not overdone when he reaches out and his fingers close around nothing and it hurts even though he’s young. when […]

  • paper commented on the post, catcher 7 years, 8 months ago

    if there was a purple thing on the table, he would probably pick it up. especially edible things. grapes. the small sweet ones.
    he has lots purple jackets. they don’t smell quite as sweet. more like sweat. he […]

  • paper commented on the post, catcher 7 years, 8 months ago

    don’t laugh, says who? i’m not gonna do it.

    well if you don’t, who is?

    shit, somebody just do it, we’re all gonna fall.

    not it.

  • paper commented on the post, drifting 7 years, 8 months ago

    do you think i’ll ever land?

    “no,” he or she said, and twirled the colors of the hot air balloon on his or her finger. fire-touch. whoever it was, smiled like it was okay.

    and so we floated on.