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a new thirst, one a styrofoam cup couldn’t quench
warm like honey tea in fine china
» Posted By Desiree J On 04.29.2017 @ 4:53 pm
this mental voodoo you cast,
please be gentle, i ask,
but stay consistent
remain persistent towards
ravage me with your
spellbound chords of
» Posted By Desiree J On 12.05.2016 @ 4:46 pm
changing, evolving, you could say reviving my life
jumping into ships i know not the destination
sailing to shores as a stranger
» Posted By Desiree J On 12.04.2016 @ 5:22 pm
washed upon me, slick
I fall into you,
true blue turned black
» Posted By Desiree J On 11.19.2016 @ 5:09 pm
Reticent hearts, torn silk
Crammed words, tight denim
Open yourself to the wear of today
Resist wary thoughts
» Posted By Desiree J On 06.01.2016 @ 2:33 pm
It was tragic, it was a travesty, it was a committed mess of debauchery. Hilarity ensued, behaviors were crude.
» Posted By Desiree J On 04.24.2016 @ 8:08 pm
understated words of underrepresented beings
squeezed in crevices between rocks and hard places
» Posted By Desiree J On 02.04.2016 @ 9:47 pm
lay them out, feel the pressure build like anthills
falling like sand, collect what’s important
» Posted By Desiree J On 02.03.2016 @ 9:46 pm
object permanence, early birth
sailing high into adulthood
unprepared, what’s there?
» Posted By Desiree J On 01.22.2016 @ 7:36 pm
inhale the vapors
and allow the spores to drown
you in a dense haze
» Posted By Desiree J On 02.26.2015 @ 10:39 pm
I may not be your afternoon cup of tea but i am your morning cup of coffee and your late night glass of wine.
» Posted By Desiree J On 01.18.2015 @ 12:45 pm
And it’s such a strange phenomenon. A boyfriend. A friendboy, boy of friend material, boy of intimate material. A comrade of the masculine set–but he could be feminine, as well. To each their own.
» Posted By Desiree J On 01.15.2015 @ 5:22 pm
Wild mouth, full of honey
a sweet nectar for such
and ineligible woman
–no, a child lost and hoping
to find her way amongst those
a honeybee with no queen
» Posted By Desiree J On 01.14.2015 @ 6:48 pm
Modest. Honest. But are the two alike or is one a shade to hide the disgust when the other fails? Is on a catalyst for deconstructing the inner workings of a mind…
» Posted By Desiree J On 03.09.2014 @ 11:10 pm
Slick and black.
It reminds me of your soul:
historical, like a fossil
just fueling the present
and forgetting the consequences
» Posted By Desiree J On 11.10.2013 @ 11:28 pm
I can’t seem to catch myself after you left. You were my parachute. You kept me balanced and stopped me from crashing when I’ve fallen into holes I couldn’t get out of.
» Posted By Desiree J On 10.13.2013 @ 10:23 pm
hoping for a change
but no start
where did time go?
it’s all relative
» Posted By Desiree J On 10.04.2013 @ 1:45 am
hoping for a change
but no start
where did time go?
it’s all relative
when hope tags along
» Posted By Desiree J On 10.04.2013 @ 1:40 am
It wasn’t an actual relationship.
Actually, it was more like a beneficial agreement–
an actual friends-with-benefits relationship.
Actually, it wasn’t that either.
In all actuality, it was two people eager
for the touch of intimacy–no matter who
it was actually from.
» Posted By Desiree J On 12.23.2012 @ 11:31 am
I measured the distance between my hands and your piercing gaze. Though we seemed to be touching tendons, though we seemed to be within kissing distance, though we seemed to be able to clutch each other’s hands, we were distant by miles.
» Posted By Desiree J On 11.14.2012 @ 11:33 am
Don’t be afraid to show me your teeth. Scream at me, shout at me, growl at me until your throat runs sore. I don’t need your nice guy tendencies to prove your worth; show me your anger to make me feel something.
» Posted By Desiree J On 10.22.2012 @ 9:27 am
Various precarious situations, steadily taking my zealous attitude to a delirious one.
» Posted By Desiree J On 10.03.2012 @ 11:19 am
Like a binding contract, I’m impossible to get rid of. I’ll be forever yours, stuck by your side through rain or shine.
» Posted By Desiree J On 09.10.2012 @ 3:52 pm
Mmm, a spa retreat to relax the tendons I pulled stretching on the pillow-top bed with you. I need my back massaged; there was so much arching going on. Oh, yeah, my feet could use a good rub down from pointing at every orgasm. My knees may need a pumice stone to smoothe away the burns from the carpet.
» Posted By Desiree J On 09.09.2012 @ 5:31 pm
So much water in my system…a body made of 70% water…but I still feel dehydrated. Why is that? It’s as if all the liquid life has been sucked from me through a narrow straw. I’m lifeless, full of dry holes.
» Posted By Desiree J On 08.31.2012 @ 5:04 pm
She picked up the magazine and analyzed it. “Why are these women so thin? There’s a reason clothing comes in more sizes.”
Her friend just stared at her as if she was saying something incredulous. “Because every thing looks better in smaller packages, Jenelle.”
“But come on, Audrey, have you seen anyone closely resembling that and doesn’t walk as if a stick is up their ass? Maybe they’re embodying the stick.”
The girls laugh together but Audrey says, “Awh, that’s mean. Perhaps they like it that way. Perhaps that’s why the clothes they model aren’t for sale around here and cost thousands of dollars.”
Jenelle thinks about that for a moment. “So basically you’re saying that those with more to their physique are less inclined to buy expensive things?”
“No, I’m saying that this is just a image society has created and the designers use that image to sell their clothing. I’d still buy them; even if I had to rip the seams to fit into it.”
» Posted By Desiree J On 08.29.2012 @ 11:26 am
I refuse to give in to your chestnut eyes that never once glance past me. I refuse to surrender to your cashmere-soft arms that hold me ever so dearly.
» Posted By Desiree J On 08.27.2012 @ 11:55 am
Half of me planted against half of you. Shedding my troubles onto your wasting body, trying to fit us together as one. I share myself with you. I am you. You are me. Let us become whole, separate from the who we once were.
» Posted By Desiree J On 08.22.2012 @ 12:12 pm
Comfort in a stranger’s land is hard to discover. Endless ants seem to crawl all over you; you don’t feel safe where you are. Adaptability. That’s what it takes.
» Posted By Desiree J On 08.20.2012 @ 11:38 am
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My secrets hang upon the tips of butterfly wings, migrating within a swarm into every depth of the world. When one drops, the others continue to pursue where they’re going. Maybe attaching them to the scales of fish would have been a better option. At least when a pescatarian meal is had, my secrets would be ripped to shreds by the teeth of stranger rather than floated into their palms by butterflies.
» Posted By Desiree J On 08.03.2012 @ 6:23 pm