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eastern

was a place i could call my home. temporarily i lived, thrived, and breathed eastern. The cold winter days, and the bitter nights. out by the gazebo, or walking home from class. Up high in my warm dorm room i would feel comfort in myself and my abilities

» Posted By lauragill On 11.04.2013 @ 1:16 pm

eternal

how can we prove love to anything anyone, to ourselves? one day we feel a passion drive, life telling us one thing is eternal love. and the next we feel the same for someone completely different. nothing is eternal. true love doesnt exist. love is a series of decisions.

» Posted By lauragill On 03.13.2013 @ 3:00 pm

features

The features on his face were sullen and dark. His true emotions could be masked by his dramatic nose, his sunken eyes, and his hollow cheeks. His nose hung over his mouth like a hook. His lips shriveled and dry the color of a dead fish,

» Posted By lauragill On 01.31.2013 @ 6:02 pm

obey

do not stray from what is expected of you. rules are implemented specifically so that you live a normal and safe life. anything that deviates is met with severe consequences. DO WHAT YOU LOVE FUCK THE REST!

» Posted By lauragill On 12.03.2011 @ 1:35 pm

prints

one time my friend and i attempted taking a printing class in college. The professor showed us examples of what some students had made and we were in awe. The beautiful pieces of work we had been shown portrayed examples of the best usage of color and creative images. We had no clue how they were made, and upon explanation we were overwhelmed. We had stepped in thinking we were going to create masterpieces but soon realized we were the minority. We left and ended up dropping the class because we were scared.

» Posted By lauragill On 11.09.2011 @ 2:57 pm

downpour

As she swishes the plastic hood over her head, she knows it will hardly prevent drops of rain from slapping her cheeks. It was the type of rain that wouldnt allow you to see two feet in front of your face. She leaves her job knowing she has three bus stops ahead of ehr and a stubborn apartment door that takes forever to unlock. All the while in the pouring rain she can’t help but think how she forgot to vacuum the carpet in the dining area, she fears unemployment.

» Posted By lauragill On 11.04.2011 @ 12:58 pm

sponge

crusted and stiff, the sponge seeks the comfort of water. loosely being able to seep in all that it has to offer. expanding

» Posted By lauragill On 09.01.2011 @ 11:38 am

offer

i offer you my money. i offer you my cigarettes. but my money comes from my parents and i am a fool without aggression or work ethic. you are intelligent, no one can offer you enough. you will not accept anything from them.

» Posted By lauragill On 08.30.2011 @ 11:50 pm

teacher

the red thread interwoven in the dark denim, across her chest on a front pocket. The apple embroidered to her jumper with shiny green plastic buttons.

» Posted By lauragill On 06.10.2011 @ 10:30 am

curious

i wondered what your lips would taste like, what your skin would feel like under your checkered button down. I was curious, but curiosity doesn’t ensue that i was passionate, or in love. i just wanted to know what it was like.

» Posted By lauragill On 05.16.2011 @ 11:50 pm

robot

something mechanical encrusted on the living,

» Posted By lauragill On 04.19.2011 @ 10:57 pm

bookshelf

the bookshelf was painted dark green. a few years later the paint began to chip, uncovering the tacky yellow beneath. she picked away the paint a little everyday, she couldnt help it. under the layer of dust a layer of green under the layer of green was yellow.

» Posted By lauragill On 04.11.2011 @ 6:47 pm

specific

the sweater had brown buttons with brown thread going through the four holes. looped in and out and through the maroon wool. specificccccccccccccc

» Posted By lauragill On 03.02.2011 @ 12:53 pm

cheap

a cheap woolen blanket under my almost bare back. sand creeps onto it’s surface and itches my skin. i don’t mind because I am at the beach, the cheap blanket and annoying drops of sand are my companions.

» Posted By lauragill On 02.28.2011 @ 10:55 pm

bench

a bench in a front yard, used merely for decorative purposes, became our spot. we sat there not caring about what the people that inhibited the house are thinking as they stare out at us. we are in love and it did not matter, we became a part of their yard.

» Posted By lauragill On 02.23.2011 @ 5:39 pm

invent

invent a way so that i can feel better about my life. Invent an alcohol that doesnt leave me feeling blurry and confused the next day. invent a food that doesnt leave my body fat and chunky. invent a something to fill this void

» Posted By lauragill On 02.19.2011 @ 10:18 am

flare

My fists clench beneath my pulsating arms. My nostrils flare as I take my first punch. Beads of sweat lay stagnant on my forehead. Anger flows through my body, and I release it in my fit of rage.

» Posted By lauragill On 02.16.2011 @ 10:15 am

needle

a tiny needle is lost in the infinite abyss that is my carpet. today i say forget it, i will find it later. tomorrow i say fuck that hurts, why didn’t i pick that up earlier.

» Posted By lauragill On 02.11.2011 @ 3:36 pm

fragrance

a fragrance erupting from my grandmother’s pores, insults my sense of smell. almost immediately i am overcome by a sense that i wish to ignore. yet to lean down and kiss her, is expected. what is not expected is how repulsed i am from her scent, a mask from the fact that she is 80.

» Posted By lauragill On 02.08.2011 @ 11:23 pm

alarm

the alarm goes off and tell me to wake up, get dressed and live my life. it is loud but i need it. my life is in shambles.

» Posted By lauragill On 02.07.2011 @ 8:52 pm

wrench

I wrench these emotion from my chest. Rip them away and throw them so far. I wrench your tears off my shoulder. You are no longer mine. Your tears wont fix my broken heart. Who will fix mine. Give me some new tools to mend this unrepairable heart of mine.

» Posted By lauragill On 02.03.2011 @ 3:13 pm

stamps

stamps from all around the world. ones with old queens that nobody knows the name of. licking stamps, wish all stamps needed to be licked. i never use stamps. sometimes stamps are pretty cool looking and i am surprised

» Posted By lauragill On 12.13.2010 @ 10:24 pm

stage

I see his face light up from the glow of the stage lights. His smile, his body, his eyes are illuminated as i watch him perform. I have been waiting to see this face for months now. I long to see him in a character that i could love.

» Posted By lauragill On 11.02.2010 @ 1:54 pm

serene

serenity, something we all strive for in life. A feeling of blissful peace of mind. serenity is in the grass laying next to me while birds fly overhead through the autumn trees. Careening through the universe with a serene state of mind through the cool wind and the crisp air.

» Posted By lauragill On 10.26.2010 @ 12:55 pm

serenity, something we all strive for in life. A feeling of blissful peace of mind. serenity is in the grass laying next to me while birds fly overhead through the autumn trees.

» Posted By Lauragill On 10.26.2010 @ 12:53 pm

panel

pane, is a word that many know but when trying to visualize a panel, i do not know which panel to visualize, do i even know what the word panel is? should i look it up? or is the reason i dont know is because i never cared too much about panels.

» Posted By lauragill On 10.23.2010 @ 2:56 pm

microwave

A microwave can be the scariest utensil in the kitchen. It’s abilities are unknown, and the food put into it is always questionable. i love the microwave, but i am afraid of what it really stands for.

» Posted By lauragill On 10.22.2010 @ 4:36 pm

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