February 2012
2 posts
January 2012
7 posts
When the earthly darkness opened its mouth for a hearty devouring I escaped into the hollows of your lips which offered a bounty of light so persuasive I soon discovered every flaw I wrote out of existence left me terribly empty devoid of danger an old ocean with no more sailors to swallow In the absence of blood I entertained you in my veins The party was my way of inviting you into me thinking,...
“Maybe, we’re just afraid, that one day, we will be terribly terribly great...”
Driving Out Loud
When you are driving, turn the music all the way up. Make sure it is very loud. So loud, your thoughts become inaudible, and the clamoring noise inside your head is now silent, subject to the infectious sound that clouds the air. You will begin to notice things. Like how the sun pays close attention to everyone and everything . You will characterize the hills and family of trees as they recede...
Today felt like yesterday and tomorrow will too. For all I knew this was one long day, where time did not bend nor ask questions. There was a single string threaded through my own fiber, until this feeling was sewed into my skin. It was that repetitive desire. The kind that keeps you awake only to kindly remind you of your fallibility towards the human condition. It was an uncomfortable yearning....
“One of the remarkable things about love is that, despite very irritating people...”
– Lemony Snicket (via kylemichaels)
Spring Break—
2008.
All my friends decided to go to..
THE AMUSEMENT PARK!
Roller coasters, long lines,
Funnel cakes
And a whole LOT of sweating.
Not me. instead, I drive and I drive until I can find the nearest amusement park and I FIND one.
The locals call it “Church” They got this roller coaster called “God” It is said to move at the speed of Holy Shhh… “Shh” says the usher, who holds these...
December 2011
21 posts
Bindall: Actual Children’s Answers to The Question... →
bindall:
“Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs.” - Chrissy, age 6
“Love is what makes you smile when you’re tired.” - Terri, age 4
“Love is when daddy makes coffee for papa and he takes a sip before giving it to him, to make…
When I hear your name
I taste blackberries
bury their pretty faces into
the spaces I saved for you
No part of me is safe,
when my tongue paints itself in the blood of
the wounded berries half believes
it’s name is your name
the way I pick you up with no hesitation and stitch you into my throat so when I open mouth
Blackberries fall down my lips like spring just kissed me on accident...
Watch my finger tips forget they are tips as they tip toe into your body, all house and holy, the touch begins and beckons the infinite as I fit my hands those heavy bricks I use to lift the hints of light left in your breath, Serenades full of sugar make lemonade out out of your skin and fix the scars with all the sweet, I keep keeping secrets underneath your collar bone, my lips leave a bow, the...
Act Reckless/Think Before Speaking: a statement of... →
oddballsdontbounce:
(for my creative writing class, we had to write our own “statement of poetics”, basically about what we think poetry is and does/should be and should do)
I am of the belief that naming is a claiming act- that, in giving something a name, in choosing the word(s) through which I will continue to…
WatchYou kiss me I kiss you.
November 2011
28 posts
6 tags
heart freeze.
thinking of all the times I should have kissed you, I got a brain freeze. Your lips are two cherry slurpees and darling, it is hot in Texas. But I stayed thirsty. This dust-bowl throat Tongue made of tumbleweed I got used to state of nothing the gavel in my jaw was stuck in mid-air when it dropped the jury in your cheekbone chiseled guilty into my palms
Oh shucks. My thoughts ice-cube when I...
His feet moved like a bow leaving an arrow
They sounded like a warrior beating his chest with a fist that look likes war cries
His body fits into the floor
Like a stone in wrapped in a sling
Mother earth releases his knee caps like bubbles that burst on impact
His bones are drum sticks
Kicked and tossed to the crowd
Like we were shimmering symbols
A standing manifesto
We all look like two...
once more, for good measure.
I throw rocks at your window, you keep a collection of all the stones I put my secrets in. Your walls shiver when they feel my spirit dig into your linoleum
For weeks my breath has been waving like a birthday candle I coughed the flame out caught some light bottled it up hung it against my heart you shoulda seen how bright it looked that is the way my body looks up against yours
the rocks i...
“I don’t think we’re here for anything. We’re just products of evolution. You can...”
– Dr. James Dewey Watson, co-discoverer of the DNA structure (via odalalengua)
She is pretty. She knows it.
When you see a beautiful girl
Dont stare. Don’t.
They’ll see you
because they’re beautiful
and they’re used to it
Say nothing
Think a million and one things
Praise her in your silence
Allow your eyes to adjust to the darkness you feel once she has passed
Go home
Take off your shoes
Point out constellations in your ceiling
swear up and down there is a rising sun...
Holler.
misspuravida:
so proud of my brother for finishing his first album. it is beautiful and glorious. olive oil boo boo.
goodghostbill:
Here it is. Choose your own price. Share with friends. I am happy.
http:// goodghostbill.bandcamp.com/
The Good Ghost! →
This is what you do. You stop what you’re doing. You go to this link. Listen to my man Billy’s new album, buy it. Share the good news. You won’t regret it.
Dulce
Call her sugar. Tell your shugga, to bring you sugar. She will bring herself. She will taste like sugar too. You will say: “Give me a little sugar, sugar.” Open your mouth like a cup of coffee. Fifty years later, the diabetes will be worth it.
