winternovember was a murmurwinter5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
that just made words
december was _______ at all
january brings news of snow
but winter you're too late
we're cold already
this is the winter of
i'll catch youtake the jump with your eyes closed,i'll catch you5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
because its not faith if they're open.
i would like to press my lucki would like toi would like to press my luck5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
imagine that every
across my teeth,
down my chin
onto this page;
has a purpose.
to imagine that
the letters under
my nails arent
to be pressed
my bones dont
that there arent
scraps of paper
wedged in my
i would like to
if there were
i could press
my luck into you,
it would make
we chose the tidewe were sick of the landwe chose the tide5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
so we shed our limbs
for gills and fins,
we crawled to the sea
that was crawling for us
so we could swim,
swim the ocean wide.
open your mouth kid,
let in the tide.
we were just past the
the sea blurred with
i wont break evenshe dropped her love along the streets,i wont break even5 years ago in Scraps More Like This
poured her heart into a drain.
hung her feelings out to dry
[and left them there
no second thoughts]
she sold her soul to the open road
and wouldn't you know
she'd still give more
[but you'd never guess that
would you ?]
tempo temperi'll hold our hollow hearts together,tempo temper5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
though i've got a heartbeat
i'm sure you can hear.
sounding out through my rib cage
at a tempo akin to
a hummingbird's wings.
hold me in your eyes like i'm a sunset, a sunrise
and all the sky in between
and i'll hold you like that in mine.
we happen all the time but
we still cause something close to vertigo.
once daybreak comes again
i'll forgive, forget and
forget everything i know.
i'll only know my name if
you call it once again.
slippingdamn that boy cried pretty,slipping5 years ago in Scraps More Like This
a tear slipping down his cheek
like an offhand kiss.
i wanted so badly to cradle him
and to plant kisses to catch
the tears on his cheek.
emotion burning from his eyes,
from his pores, spilling over--
i'm motionless but
his voice moves me,
catching me on fire.
i realized i'd been looking
for him forever.
outfoxing the heartacross the sky,outfoxing the heart5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
all the birds
i thought i saw you
begging for coins
by the subway.
i had to leave.
and the beggar,
turned out it wasn't you.
my collar bones
feel like ash
i've been sitting
at this window
and i am stiff.
the paper is rippled
i tried to write--
but i never got
the words right.
in the end
we were just two fools
who hadn't said enough.
ninei. first and last cigarette, days at concord, chugging arizona tea, walking dark hallways, summer nights, secrets, midnight conversations, cinnamon gum, sunburns.nine5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
ii. pine trees, train smoke, froot loops, time spent in hammocks, apples, red bench swings, sneaking raspberries, late night star gazing, half-and-half.
iii. mascara, late nights, tea parties, forests, faeries, movie marathons, cats, german candy, barbies.
iv. scenic drives, grey sky sunrise's, early mornings, hauling lumber, old new-to-me guitar, coffee, newspaper, popcorn, messy ribs.
v. pretzels, blood blisters, malls, zoo trips, hula-hooping, late night swimming, slivers, crunchy peanut butter sandwiches, tire swing.
vi. spice girls, body paint, lady-birds, pokemon stadium, baby chicks, nintendo marathons, colonel and kimbo, blanket fort, bee stings.
vii. guitar jamming, five hour long talks, the goo goo dolls, telling inside jokes, music millennium, voodoo doughnuts, math class, awkward hugs, sky watching in the church p
eyes like tidal wavesyou laugh like water drowns.eyes like tidal waves5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
a dribble, gurgle, gaggle of
creek water runs out your
mouth; i want to run--
you've lips that curl like
waves around a lighthouse
that houses my inland heart.
sun, long gone, reflected off of
the surface of your ocean
gaze; it ripples, dips, blinds me.
if i could swim i would,
but i can't, you've got me
six feet under and going
if you really knew meyou would know how ugly my truths areif you really knew me5 years ago in Scraps More Like This
and how pretty my lies can be.
you would have figured out that i'm a damn good story teller
and that i am a hypocrite because i hate lies.
but isn't it funny how the world works ?
you would know that i fill my time with writing
because its my passion and i wouldn't know how to
function properly without it.
you'd know that i am a completely screwed up mess
and i don't know how to deal with my emotions.
but don't you think i pull them off well ?
and if you payed any attention at all you'd realize
that i'm sick of this state. of this city. this house.
and most days i feel so fucking lost that
i just want to run until i am truly exhausted
and rightly astray.
i said i wouldnt fallj.i said i wouldnt fall5 years ago in Scraps More Like This
we're going to be bruised--
we're going to hurt like hell.
i know your body and mine
are too angular to fit together.
we're two of the same.
you're playing with my
my heartbeat on a daily basis.
theres nothing i can say,
you looking at me
with almost soft eyes
but you aren't really looking,
just looking past me.
we both write out our hearts--
mine beats only when i write.
i know yours does too.
i lied when i
told myself i wouldn't
let myself fall for you.
look where that got me.
a laugh will cost you--have you seen the girl with the sad, cold eyesa laugh will cost you--5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and down-turned mouth? she's always in a frown, a coma of malleable lips pushed like clay. perhaps they were formed by the phantoms behind her teeth, or the myths drowning in her wet mouth. they say she has evil eyes. stained ones.
i talked to her one dark morning when she sat writing letters into a wood desk. i said, "hi." and she looked at me and turned away. so did i. the next day she walked up to me out of nowhere and she said, "you're weak." and then she smiled real crooked, a poison kind of smile. she told me stories about broken love and the snakes under her skin instead of blood. she's their cocoon and they're too afraid to shed her off. a writhing, rocky heart ate away at her insides, giving the snakes something to eat, she told me. that was why she was too skinny and pale-blooded. cold-blooded. zero-blooded.
she made the most gruesome jokes, too. i couldn't tell you 'cause i forgot them all but she did. and i always wa
almost ardentlybut i cant shake this feeling,almost ardently5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
im shaken and ive got nowhere
to run to, no one to trust.
my thoughts are skin tight
and bone deep.
come on dear, you're tired
what else have you to do other
than fall into me and let go.
i can see the layer of distrust
coating your every fiber.
my breath is hitching in my throat,
failing to catch lies on their way up.
i am a machine and i kill truth,
i am a machine and i kill your truth.
close your eyes love, take a breath
that mirrors heart beats around you.
i see the when nightmares make you
toss and turn, let my northern lights
voice lead you home.
fixed at zeroits decemberfixed at zero5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and these days i
don't mind eye contact,
long car rides and
to sleep in late;
thats all i seem to want.
right now i've got
a head ache; my fingers
are so cold they're blue
but all i want to do is
drive far away
from here and sleep
for five whole days.
i can't stand three
more weeks of any
of this. my eyes are
so tired, your anger
scares me and it
sets my teeth on edge.
but i'm here anyway,
rubbing my eyes awake
and running barefoot
in the snow because
i wont let myself
stormy summer skinhe's a writer, a damn good one.stormy summer skin5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
words crawling and fighting
to escape from him,
like mine fight to escape me.
we're two of the same.
between wincing, shudders
and batting lashes,
we lure love from between
fingers and syllables.
the only details you can find
are caught between
hitched breaths and
warmth when skin collides.
it's true, damn you.it's sick, sad and stupidit's true, damn you.5 years ago in Emotional More Like This
but a part of me will always
be waiting for you.
latentthese days my veins wraplatent5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
to my muscle and the
wind blows through me.
even the reminder to
breathe etched across
the creases on my left
hand doesn't help my
my hands are red with
cold and my eyes are
dull with sleep.
but these are also
the days i feel most alive.
terrifiednew year's eve always terrifies me.terrified5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
after all of the celebration ends and
everyone else has all gone to bed
i stare up at the stars; thinking about
how different i want this year to be.
about how different i want to be.
everyone else seems new; a different person
than they were not twenty minutes ago.
while i myself am made purely of flaws still--
stapled, stitched and taped together with
utmost care and good intentions.
let me gopresent me is looking atlet me go5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
past me-- old photographs
where i'm smiling but it never
ever really reaches my eyes.
pictures of seven year old me
knew lots more than they should.
when i look in the mirror,
i'm someone completely different
than i imagine myself to be.
my eyes are sad and distant,
my mouth is a frown, only
so now i sit and twiddle
my thumbs and pretend
not to be afraid of how close
people are getting to me,
while seven year old me
watches and disapproves.
The Fourth Wishi.The Fourth Wish5 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
She's an ocean-eyed dreamer who could fit the skies of a thousand worlds into her mayfly heart. She's got an angel face and a nasty little smile, and she knows all the secrets in her world. All she wants is to carry on dreaming, so she wishes for dragonfly wings and bottled summer nights and sleep that doesn't have to end. That insidious smile lingers, and she won't surrender her dreams even when her life support stumbles and dies.
He's a romantic with an acoustic soul and steel string scars on his fingertips. He's saving his lovesongs for a perfect girl with summer rolling off her skin and winter in her eyes, and he's never stopped believing that she's out there somewhere. He wishes for her to be everything he's waited for, for her to find him, and for her to be happy. It's a pity he forgets to ask for her to love him back.
She's a revolutionary with a landmine heart and a switchblade tongue. There's dirt and sand under her fingernails and wind in her hair, and she
magic doesn't die.I've lived where the ghosts sleep.magic doesn't die.5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The streetlights are broken but they still stand,
arching over empty alleys filled only with dead cats.
Stardust is littered over the river,
drifting on the black water almost like moon beams.
You asked if I knew where I was going.
I told you, this was my home.
Once, I ate the lies of children, the dreams of dying leaves
and the stones that words have become
along with the ghosts of the town.
This torchlight might let us see the dirt on the ground,
but it will never detect their movements.
I know them.
They are quiet, almost silent.
They will never speak but they can scream.
They will scream you all the way into Sunday,
right past Wednesday and Friday,
the days they'd lost their bodies.
And watch your step.
If that board creaks, stories underneath it will haunt you.
Those stories are not fantasies. They are not pretty.
Between the cracks of moon light, I know their eyes are on us.
I know their feet are following our shadows.
I've made my bed where the
time.there will come a time whentime.5 years ago in Emotional More Like This
you'll want me back in your life.
well, right around that time, i'll
have learned to laugh in your face.