Hot and cold combine
Your lips tastes like strawberries
A frozen delight
whenever i please
archive of the stories i've written on my other blog based on 'fictitious' characters. inspiration at a whim. i write as i please.
Monday, October 10, 2011
Art Class
I paint a black cat
On a house, where the sun shines
And apples grow on trees
Clouds float in the sky
Girl twirls her red parasol
Up a grassy path
I tore the square page
Is this picture not perfect?
And threw it away.
On a house, where the sun shines
And apples grow on trees
Clouds float in the sky
Girl twirls her red parasol
Up a grassy path
I tore the square page
Is this picture not perfect?
And threw it away.
Toothpaste
I sit on the edge of the bed
looking up at you
with a puzzled expression
a tooth brush poised in my hand
you said it's okay
and you don't mind
my lips
to taste like coffee
i excuse myself to the bathroom
and splash water on my face
wondering
how many girls you've told
it's okay
if they tasted
like strawberries
or
mint.
looking up at you
with a puzzled expression
a tooth brush poised in my hand
you said it's okay
and you don't mind
my lips
to taste like coffee
i excuse myself to the bathroom
and splash water on my face
wondering
how many girls you've told
it's okay
if they tasted
like strawberries
or
mint.
Sunday, October 02, 2011
Pickpocket
At the counter,
color vanishes from her face.
She pulls out her pockets,
filled with tickets and lint.
(18 word stories)
Sunday, August 29, 2010
Monday, May 31, 2010
Sunday, April 18, 2010
summer fling
hot days
remind me of little umbrellas
cherries
and margaritas
getting lost
asking for directions
holding hands under the table
feigning a laugh
wondering if your friends notice
music blaring on the stereo
the car on hazzard at the curb
a kiss goodbye
a wave goodnight.
remind me of little umbrellas
cherries
and margaritas
getting lost
asking for directions
holding hands under the table
feigning a laugh
wondering if your friends notice
music blaring on the stereo
the car on hazzard at the curb
a kiss goodbye
a wave goodnight.
Learning how to swim
The endless blue sea beckoned
Heaving, sighing, pulling me in
I sit silently
Rocking in its waves
I held on to the sand
To steady myself
Yet the stronghold i thought that would save me
Was slowly vanishing through my fingers
Washed away by the ripples
Telling me to move
Or
Float away.
Heaving, sighing, pulling me in
I sit silently
Rocking in its waves
I held on to the sand
To steady myself
Yet the stronghold i thought that would save me
Was slowly vanishing through my fingers
Washed away by the ripples
Telling me to move
Or
Float away.
Imagine this
Imagine this
The words ‘I don’t know’
Echoed in my head
Like the sound of silence
When I dialled your number
Or wrote you a letter
Everytime I close my eyes
To sleep
I die countless deaths
While feeling hot tears roll down my cheeks
Reminding me that I am still breathing
Before the alarm sounds
I roll out of bed to tell myself
I am awake but I really need to dream
My fingers fly
Writing you words of sorrow and love
Yet my heart plummets
Remembering your empty promises
Calling myself stupid
For thinking that maybe
Just maybe
There is something left of us.
The words ‘I don’t know’
Echoed in my head
Like the sound of silence
When I dialled your number
Or wrote you a letter
Everytime I close my eyes
To sleep
I die countless deaths
While feeling hot tears roll down my cheeks
Reminding me that I am still breathing
Before the alarm sounds
I roll out of bed to tell myself
I am awake but I really need to dream
My fingers fly
Writing you words of sorrow and love
Yet my heart plummets
Remembering your empty promises
Calling myself stupid
For thinking that maybe
Just maybe
There is something left of us.
Full Volume
Turned on the radio
I lie awake in the dark
Singing in my head
Clutching your shirt
Forgetting the lyrics
Inhaling your scent
Humming the melody
Thinking, this is what it's like
Unlearning me and you.
I lie awake in the dark
Singing in my head
Clutching your shirt
Forgetting the lyrics
Inhaling your scent
Humming the melody
Thinking, this is what it's like
Unlearning me and you.
Dyeing
I couldn't bear
shears cutting
my crowing glory
instead they
bled tears so black
mourning
the day
I learned of your lies.
shears cutting
my crowing glory
instead they
bled tears so black
mourning
the day
I learned of your lies.
Wednesday, March 03, 2010
Saturday morning
I burrow my face
Between your shoulders and neck
And I sigh, I breathe.
Stormy the weather
The TV loud and blaring
And I sigh, I breathe.
Your arms around me
You kiss my head so gently
And I sigh, I breathe.
Between your shoulders and neck
And I sigh, I breathe.
Stormy the weather
The TV loud and blaring
And I sigh, I breathe.
Your arms around me
You kiss my head so gently
And I sigh, I breathe.
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
What now?
i look up at the
calendar to see that time
has caught up to me
and what i have done
nothing much there is to see
quite lost that is me.
calendar to see that time
has caught up to me
and what i have done
nothing much there is to see
quite lost that is me.
Sunday, February 07, 2010
Saturday, December 26, 2009
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
no haikus
I can't think of the right combination of words
To describe what I feel for you.
I feel happy, sad, and scared
All at the same time.
I feel restless yet,
I also feel I'm already home.
To describe what I feel for you.
I feel happy, sad, and scared
All at the same time.
I feel restless yet,
I also feel I'm already home.
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
Saturday, August 01, 2009
Monday, April 06, 2009
Friday, January 02, 2009
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