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brewed

full glass, filled with gold. i settle my legs into the glass, gently lower my belly and my hips, my boobs touch the liquid. deeper still i persist, my neck gets wet, foam gets in my hair. i close my eyes as they go under. i sink deeper and minute bubbles rise around the edges of the pint.

» Posted By fran On 02.27.2015 @ 4:40 pm

stoutly brewed, not overdone. i settle my legs into the glass, gently lower my belly and my hips, my boobs touch the liquid. deeper still i persist, my neck gets wet, foam gets in my hair. i close my eyes as they go under. i sink deeper and minute bubbles rise around the edges of the pint.

» Posted By fran On 02.27.2015 @ 4:32 pm

weaving

weaving reminds me of traditional pratices. like looms in sleeping beauty or those intricate contraptions connected by light wood and strings that have pedals to switch up the pattern. tapestries

» Posted By fran On 12.14.2014 @ 2:35 pm

tofu

i had tofu in some chow mein the other day. hannah and i ordered in some chinese food. we had to call 3 different places before one agreed to deliver to where we were. when hannah left in the morning i took it out of the little mini fridge hidden behind mini cabinet doors and ate all the rest of it, cold.

» Posted By fran On 11.28.2014 @ 6:15 am

pairs

Thomas likes everything to be in pairs. They have two of almost everything in their house and they even got a new cat, just to give company joe, their grumpy ball of fur.

» Posted By Fran On 06.17.2013 @ 3:57 pm

sleeved

She was wearing a short sleeved dress, moving her figure with grace and confidence, like she had everything and done everything she wanted to. You just wanted to look at her, kiss those red lips and make her all yours. But at the same time, You just wanted to get to the highest point of the building and talk with her about everything and nothing at all, looking as the city moved slowly down your feet, your hands barely touching her, like it was a sin to do anything else. You wanted ot do so many things, but you ended just looking at her dance with him, a sad smile in your lips.

» Posted By Fran On 06.15.2013 @ 10:44 pm

dashboard

the place where my blue cat toy sits in my car. a gift, from my gran.

» Posted By Fran On 04.09.2013 @ 2:53 pm

bleeding

if i were bleeding i would want to put a bandaid on my wound or i would want to go to the hospital to see a dr and have the would sutured. if i were bleeding i would not want to get blood all over the floor.

» Posted By Fran On 02.26.2013 @ 5:55 pm

applied

i once applied too much pressure to a lever and instead of lifting the object it broke and I hurt my hand badly, needling stitches

» Posted By fran On 01.20.2013 @ 4:41 pm

placed

Placed where? Placed what? I’ve never been placed in a place I felt local. But I belong where I am placed because wherever I am placed I am happy. I could be picked up, moved, and placed elsewhere, by a giant hand, and I would make the most of that new place. Wherever I am, this is the place.

» Posted By Fran On 01.03.2013 @ 5:02 pm

cook

i hate cooking. my uncle cooks dinner every night but complains that its unappreciated. when he cooks, he licks his hands and touches the food. if i have to eat his cooking, i cant watch while he makes is because ill loose my appetite.

» Posted By fran On 12.02.2012 @ 10:16 am

themselves

What are they doing there by themselves
No one else is around them
but everyone is around them
why can’t i know what they’re saying
what are they saying
what are they saying
ew do i want to know what they’re saying
nevermind
i’ll go sit by myself
by myself
by myself

» Posted By Fran On 11.08.2012 @ 2:39 pm

dare

things in my head, thoughts of fear and future ahead, love, life, senitments, all at steak. Daring is going beyond your and everybodys limits. i am afraid of daring.

» Posted By fran On 08.05.2012 @ 12:52 pm

trap

it’s something that you are not expecting but catches you and you cant’t leave it anymore.

» Posted By fran On 08.02.2012 @ 10:49 am

minute

wow “minute”. thats a weird word because i only have one minute to write about the word minute. this seems to be very ironic for me and probably for everyone that got this word today. this surely is a strange world.

» Posted By Fran On 06.22.2012 @ 2:17 pm

mayor

His voice was trembling, he never thougth he was going to be in that difficult situation. But that day, the sun didn`t rised to the mayor.

» Posted By fran On 06.15.2012 @ 7:54 pm

racket

a loud noise. also a piece of sports equipment that can be used to play tennis which is fitting given that the french open is on (well technically it’s just finished but i don’t know who’s won).

» Posted By Fran On 06.10.2012 @ 3:05 pm

pattern

I remember the pattern of sunlight and dark shadow on the plazza rink as we sat there that day; the contrast of the bright and the dark echoed your words, remembering our joys, foreseeing our next good bye.

» Posted By Fran On 03.15.2012 @ 5:21 pm

belief

i have belief. i believe in religion, god and tht there is something out there waiting for us after our death. my belief with this is very strong. i believe that there is a place where all os the good people meet after their death. belief is a gift that you have to be born with.

» Posted By Fran On 03.12.2012 @ 11:41 pm

sweat

sweat? I have no knowledge nor interest in sweat. Leave that to the men who kick balls and the day laborers in noon-day sun.
As for me, I sit in the cool shade and sip my mimosa, and watch them…..one by one,
passing in the too bright light.

» Posted By Fran On 03.03.2012 @ 1:48 pm

loss

cancer
pain and suffering
cancer wins: earthly friends lose

» Posted By fran On 02.24.2012 @ 3:47 am

shelter

My home now is my shelter but I can remember a time when home did not exist. Somehow, the world had dropped it’s bottom, had dropped it’s sky….. had lost it’s meaning. I felt lost on the city streets.

» Posted By Fran On 02.18.2012 @ 11:16 am

ants

I remember our picnics from the old days in the city of Los Angeles. The outdoors always drew our family to the city parks and I will always remember the smells, the feel of the sun, and the comfort of close family.

» Posted By Fran On 02.16.2012 @ 12:27 pm

flirt

oooh i miss this! i love flirting. it makes me feel alive and happy! Flirting doesn’t mean you wanna bed the person you’re flirting with, it means you have found an awesome connection with someone, of either sex, and the banter is rolling like a peach! Flirting is my fave.

» Posted By Fran On 02.15.2012 @ 3:54 pm

dense

something stupid, something that doesn’t make sense, that’s what is dense. Is it a person, yes. A person is dense. Especially people around me. Most of them are dense. My waist is dense. My head feels dense. I am dense too. Why am I dense? You ask. I am dense because I failed to see the beauty in the word dense. That’s why I am dense. That’s the only reason why. Dense makes no sense. I make no sense. Therefore I am dense.

This is a stupid exercise. Who am I writing this for? Is it for dense people? Is it for dense people like myself? Dense just doesn’t make sense, you know. Hence, I shall end it here. It’s too dense to continue writing. When is the one minute up? This seems like the longest minute to write about a word, especially the word dense. Dense doesn’t make sense. OK, I think this is much longer than a minute so I’m going to be dense and give up right here and now. Time is up but the browser doesn’t block you from writing???

» Posted By fran On 09.28.2011 @ 8:48 pm

umbrella

rain, things that fall onto your head the umbrella keeps them from hitting you
she’s selfish, for she receives the ugly things instead to you.
she’s nice, colourful and happy even though we used it on ugly and grey days like this one.
i love umbrellas, they’re nice to us.

» Posted By fran On 08.24.2011 @ 2:40 pm

succeed

i want to succeed in life, but i have no idea what i’m going to succeed in… succeed at all. things i want to do no one has been successful in. it’s a pretty rough spot to be in. why is success such a great thing? what measures success? i’ve seen quotes that say “it’s if you’ve changed some one’s life” but thats corny. i hope it’s not money, i think a lot of ppl think it is.

» Posted By Fran On 08.17.2011 @ 10:44 pm

repeat

repeat and pete? those two guys are so irrelevant. i don’t even know who they are… why do people even say repeat? like, wait. repeat. is to start over, again and again. good songs are things i like to put on repeat, especially when they are super catchy! but it’s pete and repeat, not repeat and pete. i was wrong to say that. pete and repeat are two retards.

» Posted By fran On 08.16.2011 @ 6:20 pm

mean

You are so mean. You make people feel like crap and you don’t give a damn, because you feel “good” with yourself but you hurt other people.

» Posted By Fran On 07.10.2011 @ 2:05 pm

funeral

I dream I was dead. I was in my funeral. No, it was yours, but I feel that when you are not here, I´m not here.
What I feel about us, I will never feel with anyone, maybe for some time. I will be born again, maybe a funeral is the “pre” to be born. Maye we need to die to live.
Maybe, I just enjoy about being.

» Posted By fran On 06.12.2011 @ 9:53 am

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