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Probably it won’t happen again. Probably you will tell me “never again, this is the last time.” Probably you won’t pull me aside in a quiet alleyway and kiss me like that again. Probably I won’t touch the emptiness inside of you again, and grasp at it, hoping it’ll touch my own emptiness, in desperation.
» Posted By Annie P On 11.23.2018 @ 4:30 pm
in the pools something in me touched
you reflected in the water
and i could feel you shiver, watched it ripple
we both grew cold
as we recognized the slow burn somewhere deep
» Posted By Annie P On 03.09.2016 @ 10:32 pm
church arches Gothic and ancient
did you ever think we could find God here?
I don’t believe in your God
but in the arch of her back and the way her eyes roll
we are finding something together
lost somewhere between the two of us.
» Posted By Annie P On 11.05.2015 @ 2:06 pm
diasporic longing, roots beyond the sea, but i want to love the ocean too even if it separates me from the me, the many mes I could have been, longing like sadness longing like joy longing like the lonely boat rides from the prisons just off the shore
» Posted By Annie P On 08.17.2015 @ 8:10 pm
bland, a lack of flavor, perhaps color,
is that a bad thing? some days yes
but some days everything hurts so much
and a little less feels better
» Posted By Annie P On 08.06.2015 @ 10:16 pm
we were splayed on the sand and i thought we were falling in love
that magic eight balls were honest and we could tell each other little nothings
and maybe one day they’d mean something
more than nothing
i should have kissed you that day by the ocean shore
and we should have kissed goodbye
the waves reflected neither of us and i should have looked
but it was so much more lovely to look into your eyes and all those illusions
» Posted By Annie P On 08.04.2015 @ 10:32 pm
kaleidoscopes rolling down a hill
that’s what life feels like when i’m running
when i’m breathing
when i’m falling in love
fractals smashed and tumbling
i think i see more of you now
» Posted By Annie P On 08.02.2015 @ 10:44 pm
i wanted to know you, wanted you to know me
and all you saw was a travel brochure,
jungle and that yellow fever,
i was a risk you were willing to take
but all i wanted was a you to call home
» Posted By Annie P On 08.01.2015 @ 10:11 pm
if it melted and lost all its shape, i thought we would lose everything. i thought that if we held each other too close, the heat would be too much. i thought we were icarus and the sun, and even now i feel the wax dripping down my arms, and i mean that.
» Posted By Annie P On 05.14.2015 @ 4:44 pm
there was nothing graceful in you,
no ballet in your desperation
but i liked the way your nails dragged
across my back
» Posted By Annie P On 03.22.2015 @ 12:16 pm
you watched it all, and you laughed
you’re still laughing, and I wish the world
would curl inward like a night lily,
shy and afraid of all your light.
but it reaches toward you
all those fingers,
for you to say you were there.
» Posted By Annie P On 10.07.2014 @ 4:28 pm
children curl away from you,
the way you touch their heart.
You care about me, they are told,
but why are you so cold?
how am I to heal?
» Posted By Annie P On 08.23.2014 @ 10:28 pm
“You’re like a fuckin’ unicorn or something now, dude. Mythic.”
I laughed. “I show up to school every day.”
“Yeah but no one ever sees you. No one ever remembers seeing you in class or anything.”
“My participation grade in school is fine.”
“How does no one remember you?”
» Posted By Annie P On 08.19.2014 @ 10:33 am
the book falls to the floor, a heavy tome
of monarchies and butterflies
that never made it home. We
are irreverent to those who do not care.
» Posted By Annie P On 07.23.2013 @ 1:29 pm
“I AM A FUCKING CREATURE OF STEALTH.”
“Yeah, yeah, we know,” Clarissa assures him as she pulls a mask over her face. “Just stay in the car stealthily.”
“Say goodbye to your left testicle.”
» Posted By Annie P On 07.18.2013 @ 5:43 pm
Look at what you’ve done. He runs his hand through his hair, and he cannot believe you. You don’t believe you. You are a wreck, the debris too close to the event and no one wants to see you. You are painful. You hurt. You hurt him so much. This. This is what you’ve wrought.
» Posted By Annie P On 07.17.2013 @ 12:33 pm
I pulled the controller out of his hands. “You’re doing it wrong.”
He fumed and crossed his arms. I am not.”
I kissed his head. “It’s not just button-mashing, kiddo. You want to learn the rules, and break them with style. Okay, pick a character.”
» Posted By Annie P On 07.15.2013 @ 8:17 pm
“I’ll carry it myself. Don’t worry your little head.” She spoke to me as if I were a child– no, she spoke as if she wanted to speak to me like that. It came off more as a petulant attempt to one-up an ex-lover.
I’d never met this woman in my life.
» Posted By Annie P On 08.18.2012 @ 9:24 pm
“Cup holders. They hold more than cups sometimes.”
“I found melted chocolate over here in mine.”
“Well don’t eat it!”
“You’re not even looking at me!”
“I don’t need to look to confirm you’re a grade-A dumbass!”
» Posted By Annie P On 07.24.2012 @ 8:32 pm
If I call out for you when I’m blind, will I hear your form come back to me? You never would let me touch you; can I call out to you instead? Is it alright, if I touch you with these words?
» Posted By Annie P On 07.17.2012 @ 2:46 pm
I don’t know how many bandages I’ve wrapped around my shoulders– I dislodge them often, from jumping at shadows, cringing at banshees, trying to catch myself when I fall since no one else will do the catching for me. They don’t bleed, but I like to think the wrapping holds me together.
» Posted By Annie P On 07.12.2012 @ 4:20 pm
I should probably get someone to help me with this, I thought as the papers fell out of my hand onto the ground, spilling across and getting in the way of some very important people. I should also get an adviser for the divorce, I think.
“You’re getting divorced?”
I probably shouldn’t have said that out loud, in front of the cause for said divorce.
» Posted By Annie P On 07.11.2012 @ 5:18 pm
You should probably shut up, she said. Just a suggestion.
He stared at her. The whole room stared at her. She could feel all their eyeballs moving to angle themselves at her, and she squirmed.
Stop with the squirming! she squeaked.
It’s just you, he said. Ya loon.
Her arms akimbo, she stared him right in the eye. I am /not/ a bird.
» Posted By Annie P On 07.10.2012 @ 6:05 pm
your overalls are faded and hide just the right parts of you,
no talk of genitalia, I mean the scars and farthest
parts of your sadness. I am hearing your tears
between the heartbeats, like a steady patter of rain
when I’m thirsting, thirsting for you.
» Posted By Annie P On 07.07.2012 @ 3:02 pm
The last time they met was on the train. He didn’t expect her. She didn’t expect him. Though, had they been expecting it, they would’ve both known she’d break into tears.
“You’re supposed to be gone.”
“Why couldn’t you stay that way?”
“I don’t know.”
He wants to touch her shoulder, but, just like that windy October day years ago, his fingers only hover over a ghost.
» Posted By Annie P On 07.03.2012 @ 8:52 pm
We’re biking, everything’s a blur, or rather, blurring. The wind isn’t wind anymore, but speed. My heartbeats are loud inside my head. The trees move together, but the blue remains blue. That’s what I’ve always loved about the sky. I feel a strange emotion, knowing you’re somewhere close to me, and laugh.
» Posted By Annie P On 07.02.2012 @ 9:36 am
the almost touch you never put on my shoulder still gives me chills,
and did I tell you, how ill I am, so sick, so wretched
I could retch from the weights inside me
why didn’t anyone tell me
why didn’t anyone stop me
i’m in love
i’m still in love
and it’s so cold.
» Posted By Annie P On 06.30.2012 @ 11:03 pm
The ball thuds against the ground and I groan. “Goddammit,” I mutter as the members of the other team cheer and laugh.
“Six-nine,” Marco says. “Seis-nueve.”
Jaime walks over as I roll onto my back and extends a hand. “Next one.” His tone is firm.
I nod. Not this time.
» Posted By Annie P On 06.29.2012 @ 9:58 pm
He picks up the empty bowls on the table, one by one, but drops the last one. The last dregs of soup spill out on the floor. He thinks of the Rorschach tests, how useless they were, and then remembers the way he used to watch the clouds grow at sunset. A better way to test the mind, he thought. Cloud-watching.
» Posted By Annie P On 06.25.2012 @ 10:52 pm
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“I’ve never wanted to be pregnant,” she said as she dropped a handful of seeds into the first of six small, deep holes. “Have you seen any of those videos, read anything about the process? Horrifying.”
“I guess,” I agreed.
“You’re imagining these seeds as sperm, aren’t you.” Statement, not a question.
I shrugged and grinned sheepishly.
» Posted By Annie P On 06.24.2012 @ 10:00 pm