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antithesis

the antithesis
of everything i said
i wanted
please let me know
before you dive from
the cliffs amidst the plumeria
please tell me that late
at night
when you are in your tent
clutching stained letters
you think only about me
please

» Posted By Ariane Elizabeth On 06.04.2013 @ 12:22 pm

barren

Barren
the empty land
black rocks
our car driving
racing fast
towards your antiquated city
here we are
here we are
we can never come back
soak it in, breathe it all in
tell me you want me to come back
your hands my lips
you pull me towards you
the rocks crumble
the train whistle sounds

» Posted By Ariane Elizabeth On 05.31.2013 @ 3:00 pm

secluded

seclusion, they gave him blue cotton pants and a heavy door with one window and told him no to the snickers bar he asked for
no to the caffeine
the shoe laces
the extra blanket
no to anything that could be tied or hung or sharp or uplifting

» Posted By Ariane Elizabeth On 05.30.2013 @ 5:13 pm

casting

Your eyes were casting their lowered gaze onto me. I couldn’t help but dive head first into the warm water. I touched your shoulders; the strength of waves. I touched your hips and your sides and I looked to your hands covered with small scars and I hoped to be your baptismal water.

» Posted By Ariane Elizabeth On 05.22.2013 @ 9:36 am

catapult

It was uncomfortable. The intense fear that I was catapulting myself into something new. A month in Ghana. I had been to Africa before but Morocco seemed altogether different than the sub-saharan. It seemed more solid, stable. Ghana seemed as if anything could happen at any time, as if freedom simply poured from its very core.

» Posted By Ariane Elizabeth On 05.21.2013 @ 7:33 am

manhattan

The heat was sweltering as we lowered our bodies out from the fire escape. I had everything I owned in a small pack strapped to my back. When I reached the edge I looked back and saw him standing in our kitchen looking over the counter tops with one last longing look. “C’mon Bill, we ought to be going.” He turned his head and with a small, sad smile nodded and stepped out the window. “It’s just, you know, it’s the start of us here, and we’re leaving it.”

» Posted By Ariane Elizabeth On 05.17.2013 @ 7:35 am

It was in Manhattan that I met him. His eyes were dark brown and the kindest I had ever seen. The way his clothes moved about his body was like a choreographed dance. I needed to be near him at all times. I would call him in the middle of the night throwing my voice over the city asking him if he loved me. “Love you? Well of course little Cat, I have loved you all along.”

» Posted By Ariane Elizabeth On 05.17.2013 @ 7:27 am

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