May 8, 2010
arrows and dying seeds
i feel so renewed by the giant sort of menacing paper. I am reading so many books and articles and personal stories. how many people can say they cried tears of joy while finishing their senior thesis? God is showing me so much, i am so thankful for that. I can't wait to share this with all of you.
March 11, 2010
moving on?
http://mountolive.tumblr.com/
i can't help it. i think i'm in love.
i think i'm shutting this guy down soon. :[
February 8, 2010
February 4, 2010
i just want to see you underwater
i don't think my days ever felt like this before.

'doubletalk with me.'

today;
i cut coupons
i skipped down my street
i pet a dog that was so excited it peed.
[and now for a new poem]...
i want to be a flickering fading flash
that you see from across the lake
and think me closer than reality
a lightning bug right before your nose
or perhaps a lamenting lighthouse
with a chipped pearl exterior-
calling out for someone else
while you pretend i am signaling your ship
i wish for more eloquence and burnt edges
i wish for paper cuts along pebbled shores
and my dumb little body pretzeled in pieces,
bound in seaweed.
January 14, 2010
this is why i can never clean my room
fairytales,
folklores,
and girls with fire.
come see what i've mourned and what it looks like now, a sweet charcoaled ash-spring.
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