Monday, June 30, 2008


i wait
for you
but it's
what you

Friday, June 27, 2008

Death in all forms.

We all deal with it in different ways. So right now I am going to focus on how I deal with it. I am good at not dealing at all so I'm going to see where this goes.

Letting go.

We do this thing.

You and I.

Always covering our bases.

Never facing one another.

I let you hold me.

You let me pretend to cry.

It's too quiet in this house.

Too silent in my bed.

Death clinging to our goodbyes.

It's my turn to walk away.

Tuesday, June 17, 2008

About me.

I do not date boys named Michael nor ones who wear socks with sandals.
I stay up way too late and fall asleep thinking of ads on Craigslist.
Some days I am 67 others 11.
I do not eat meat, just because.
One day I will draw that elusive tattoo design.
I'm falling apart yet so completely stable.
If I ask you "do you like to read" magazines don't count.
I want to believe in love and truth and miracles.
Laughter is the only medicine.
I want a lot but need very little.
I get to choose who becomes a part of my story.
Labels are ugly and stale.
I am partial to the dictionary.
Humility is sexy.
I am into creating, usually messes.
I feel as if I am evolving into exactly the gal i'm supposed to be.

Sunday, June 15, 2008

Something unfamiliar.

I thought I saw something unfamiliar to my nature, today. Seeing it surface but turning away before I could confirm if what I was seeing was actually what I thought it was. And then hitting me in full force, I hear myself say, this is what bitterness looks like. Oh, how ugly it is. Ugly, ugly, ugly. This is what causes hearts to decay. I cannot put this in a box, close the lid and slide it in the darkest corner I can find. I can't let the dust settle on this. But what do I do?

Sunday, June 8, 2008

A bit of what I do.

This is a bit of my work from last year. I am in the process of a daily project and hope to post soon.