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the piece of fabric was versatile as it could be made to look like the childhood blanket of the owner or it could be transformed into an outfit of the future… because everyone needs a cape every now and then to get them through the day
» Posted By brose On 09.18.2013 @ 11:46 am
one point flows to another. working based off the action that preceded it. but one thing out of place can disrupt everything the system has been working for. the real question is how to fix the system when the problem is so small it seems hardly detectable? how can you predicted something so small could break the mold?
» Posted By brose On 02.02.2013 @ 3:38 am
lock me up
hide me in these walls
crush my spirit
i will shine brighter from limitations
» Posted By brose On 11.17.2012 @ 9:33 am
i think of nothing as the principal stares at me. i want to tell her i didn’t do it but i also am trying not to lie these days. its seems that there is just too much behind the scenes and not enough empathy in the room to explain my way out of this situation…
» Posted By brose On 07.29.2012 @ 8:45 pm
the puzzle pieces of my heart are hard to fit together. some pieces seems to be missing or lost or too small to fit with all the others. and there is one giant piece that is empty waiting to be written on…
» Posted By brose On 06.27.2012 @ 8:54 pm
i have never broken any bones.
but i feel like there are tiny breaks all over my ribs.
my heart is too big to be contained there.
besides it’s grown wing in hopes of setting yours free too.
» Posted By brose On 06.21.2012 @ 10:00 pm
peachy keen. sugar queen. these were the nice things that people used to say. now the things we say to each other are often not nearly as cute or friendly.
» Posted By brose On 06.18.2012 @ 9:22 pm
the outline of the play needs work. i feel like there is a disconnect between us. you talk cryptically where i want to say too much. this usually allows a really pretty picture to be created. but maybe you’re just interested in buying a new frame.
» Posted By brose On 06.17.2012 @ 9:13 pm
i would like to be the mayor of your heart. lets hold elections all over your body and see how they cast their vote. i can get their attention and minds racing to the poles…
» Posted By brose On 06.15.2012 @ 3:44 pm
this is what we used to build mazes in. it was scary and exciting and always a little dark and damp. but oh man when your feet left the solid stacks to land on the lose ones below was it exhilarating… i will forever have a fondness for that yellowy not-so-soft-but-defiantly-more-soft-landing-on-a-pitchfork mound of straw.
» Posted By brose On 06.13.2012 @ 10:00 pm
little. short. those word would not describe anything about you. your impact on my life. see antonym of brief for more accurate depiction.
» Posted By brose On 06.12.2012 @ 9:53 pm
my perspective is moving like big fluffy white clouds on a summer’s day. my feelings for you are dissipating.
of course you would find some one.
and of course she would be married.
i held onto hope like a life raft but now i see you were always really drowning yourself.
» Posted By brose On 06.11.2012 @ 8:09 pm
i sit here surrounded by walls painted with memories i cant shake. on that wall over there you pushed me up against it and made me feel your love for the first time…
» Posted By brose On 02.07.2012 @ 11:07 pm
please don’t stand there directly in my line of vision and make out with your new girlfriend while we are at a party of our mutual friends. I choose not to make out with your friend in front of you so you should obey the same curtsey.
» Posted By brose On 12.04.2011 @ 12:19 am
a pile of them equals a shelter to duck and weave into. just one dangled from a tree means eternal happiness- the sun kissing the cheek of its young rider. four of them equals independence and a set of two means danger is speeding around the corner…
» Posted By brose On 11.06.2011 @ 9:10 am
listening to the song over and over again awakened me. see you had included this song on every cd you had ever made me. im not sure if it was on purpose. just glossing over and listen to the music made it sound wonderfully romantic and it would be easy to pick up on the key thoughtful words and mistake this song as a sneaky way for you to ask me to wait for you… but when i really took a second to listen to the actual words it became shockingly clear that i was never going to be the one for you.
» Posted By brose On 10.23.2011 @ 2:54 pm
why is talking to boys such a mystery? is the problem really that women analysis everything and therefore we read too much into the slightest change? or is it more likely that men just get so flustered around beautiful creatures that they don’t know how to function… yeah that must be it.
» Posted By brose On 10.08.2011 @ 2:38 pm
this weekend my mind has been everywhere and only one place at the same time. My grandmother, a pillar of strength and the most fabulous wonderful woman i know was in the hospital. while the doctors who treated her are undoubtedly very smart they could give her no real answers after the three days of poking and prodding as to why her left hand became very uncooperative. so the thoughts associated with all of those problems occupied most of my scattered thoughts and yet, guilty, i still longed for you…
» Posted By brose On 09.24.2011 @ 7:32 pm
the swelling of the sea. the birds cawing in a rhythmic swirl. the port used to be the center of life-its how we grew as a nation. it’s the breath of fresh air bringing new goods and ideas. it’s too bad the nostalgia has worn off. they were beautiful.
» Posted By brose On 09.23.2011 @ 9:58 am
what would you keep in a pouch? A mother kangaroo carries life in her pouch. whatever could you hold in yours that would top that?
» Posted By brose On 09.16.2011 @ 5:06 pm
I would like to think that I’m at least a average roommate. As an averagely sane person I keep to myself, pay bills on time and have excellent fun taste in home decor. My current roommate on the other hand is well above average… on the bat sh*t crazy scale- that is.
» Posted By brose On 09.15.2011 @ 7:06 pm
I look and look. Close my eyes clench my fist and whisper the magic words… gosh darn it there is still nothing in my checking account. I go through the motions again only this time a little more intensely –I defiantly yell instead of whisper. STILL NOTHING! geeze i though my mother said I could have anything I wished for.
» Posted By brose On 09.14.2011 @ 9:57 pm
I wish I could rally the world behind health care that actually works. I have had my whole perception turned upside down and yet I still can’t get everyone behind it because of the many years they’ve been exposed to traditional medicine. even though it doesn’t work people keep going back for more. It breaks my heart.
» Posted By brose On 09.13.2011 @ 8:11 pm
sometimes i think about how nice it would be to have a working pancreas or immune system but in all honesty I wouldn’t trade my physical problems for all of my other family members mental problems.
» Posted By brose On 09.12.2011 @ 9:47 pm
my fingers hover above the keyboard for several minutes, which turns to hours and days before finally having the courage to plunk down everything that’s in my head.
» Posted By brose On 09.11.2011 @ 9:31 pm
she clipped along at a speedy pace. never looking back and yet they still seem to catch up to her. panic set in her eyes and she turned around once more and saw that they had gained on her yet again. when she turn backed around the path looked darker than before…
» Posted By brose On 09.09.2011 @ 3:26 pm
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so I started danicng in theses when I was about six years old. Ok ok ok s o I see this may need some explaining. I Was a member of the Trinity Irish dancers and for about the whole month of march I would get out of school and curl my hair and wear fancy dresses and be alowed to wear makeup to dance for a bunch of strangers. Sounds like a perfectically normal childhood, right? anyway so my experiance with bars is that dancing in they usually just leaves you with sticky sore feet.
» Posted By brose On 09.08.2011 @ 1:25 pm