December 2011
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Contact: Hope
You used to have me in your phone as “Hope,”
tell me, did I give you hope then?
I want to be somebody’s warmth.
How funny, I keep writing about the love I want myself. Suddenly,
I just want to love.
I want my laugh to bring happiness.
I want to use all of my strength until nothing is left.
Yes, I want to be...
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Steps to Forgetting a Lost Lover (For Writers)
If you are a writer, it is very easy to forget about someone. People say that we artists feel emotions more deeply than non-artists. This can become a snag in our creative psyche. If we are left heartbroken, we tend to stay that way for a long period of time—and it shows. My writing can turn from decently structured prose with cheerful focuses into a parenting brochure entitled “Signs...
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New Year's Resolutions
The thing is, I don’t think we ever mean it. No matter how many times we say it, no matter how much we plan on meaning it—we never do. “I want to be a better person,” we say. But what steps do we actually take to carry it out? After a few days, we’ve forgotten our resolution and a year down the road some film hero or line in a book dusts off the box in which we place our ethics and we...
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The Wedding Bells
If you were to leave me now
and carry on with flattened brow
to a life without me in it
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I would be the wedding bells
your blooming bride’s bright eyes to swell
to; announcing her arrival.
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I would be the honeyed tune
that celebrates your wed in June
for I would be the happiest.
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Soft smile now, on your wife-to-be.
Even she would pout with envy
at the joy I’d hold for you.
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msdps asked: Gawd, wish I could be as creative as you.. Can't wait to see more of your cool stuff :)
nerdynini asked: i love the writing,very inspiring, amazing choice in words! love it!
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Always
I follow the waves
crashing in and
crashing out,
but always crashing
as I
follow my heart
aching for you and
aching from you,
but always aching.
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I Never Follow Old Sayings, I Follow You
Now is now and then is then
I give you one, but you take ten
Where did “then” go?
I wouldn’t know
How do you move so
If I were to move more slow
And reach for your hand
I’d wait always and
Fall far behind
I never had my ducks lined
Up in a row
I never had a dandelion
To blow
Luck never gave me a chance to earn it
You live and you learn it
But I only learn it
and never live
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I Don't Want Diamonds, They Are Cold and Hard
I will never be still
Singing lightly, I will
Chase the daylight away
To speed up the day
I’ll keep the promises, I said
If I could lift my head
I will carry you into the roses
Though, at your touch they froze
You thought I wanted diamonds when
You saw me looking then
I needed something softer
Skin to skin, I’d prefer
You thaw yourself out
And sweat away your doubt
Said this was who you were
But...
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“I said, “No, people don’t get what they deserve—they get what they think they...”
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Sweet 'N Low
“We need eggs, bread—milk’s getting low.
Tangerines are on sale.”
“We’re out of love,” my mother said, sitting at the kitchen table
making out a grocery-list, cutting coupons and scanning the weekly circular with practice; turning and reversing as though the pages collected a flip comic.
“I don’t seem to see it in here,” she sighed,...
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Inking Freedom
He was the boy who kept a sonnet in his pocket
and a story on his arm.
He believed in ink on paper
and on skin—
inked roots on his shoulder linked to ink veins.
But there’s no roots
on the soles of his shoes.
Tattoos were the only permanent idea
he could hold in his hand aside from a pen.
“Freedom to do whatever you please,”
he preached.
But he needed freedom, too.
He thought his roots were in...
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Notre-Dame de La Platé Chimes
Au revoir, au revoir, my stellar, my star—
you apple-orchard dweller.
All that time—did you hope an apple would fall and change your life, mon étoile?
In your Aunt Hortensia’s wine cellar we’d mix Snapple with lime and alcohol.
With a pocket knife, you cut
11 inches of my hair. It was the second time I watched my mother...
screamviolentworld asked: Hey I just wanted to let you know you're amazing! And I hope you're having an amazing day =)
titied asked: I love all of your text post. It's really artistic and inspiring. Keep it up P.S sorry for all my graphical imagery posts.
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Orion's Eye
I fell for you with the first fall of snow.
I followed your finger through the air
and it was then I knew,
we two, were laughers at the sky. You advanced your eyes
across Orion and
t h e t h r e e k i n g s
adorning his waist (the middle star is not a star at all, you said).
You outlined Canis Major; Canis Minor; I
traced the contours of...
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Star Beneath the Bell Jar
Darlin’, darlin’ why do you keep your star
beneath the bell jar?
Don’t you remember the night the wise men
came lookin’ for you up in the opium den? You were blinded—
there was too much light
on the twelfth night. They led you up the stairway and
you went stage-right and smiled uncertainly
just to be polite and you...
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Old Acquaintances
Hold close, soft angel, though this happiness is only at its start,
you never believed yourself beautiful—
I laughed and laughed and knew I was the beast. I only see your face in photographs, I focus on the shimmer—and maybe it’s just the flash—
I see a certainty there that wasn’t so before. Hold close to this awareness—you are beautiful now,
but you always were.
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darkmuseministry asked: What do you use you make all the interesting backgrounds for your beautiful prose? I love your words by the way. They pull me into a foxhole of glitter and neon with ink stained shrapnel firing all around. I love it.
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She Is Light
That’s her. You see her? She is quite beautiful—but she is lonely. Each step she takes is a momentary dance, as if her shoes contain tiny springs in the soles. Her smile could relight darkened filaments in bulbs long exchanged. She hopes that if she shines, she’ll attract a few moths for friends. She wouldn’t mind if they were not butterflies. Some days she is content to be alone, but others—she...
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To All The People We've Ever Let Into Our Hearts
There are more and more lights each time I go for a drive and it reminds me that Christmas is nearing. I know I will not see you this year. My life is different and you are different and so many events must have passed in your life without me there to witness them. Some days I’d like to call you up and say, “I’m doing fine. How is your sister? Are you realizing your dreams?” I’d like to think that...
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Now I Am Rain
I used to be sunshine but now I am rain.
You used to bathe
in my rays
now you avoid my embrace.
I send shivers through your teeth
and quiver your gums
I used to tango your tongue.
I used to be sunshine but now I am rain,
rain that...
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flowersandsmoke asked: you're extremely creative with words. I envy your imagination.
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