Self Portrait GameCassandra;Self Portrait Game8 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
negative, meek and shy
dirty blond hair falling into dark sad eyes
singing in the shower like a blubbering fool dying
pouring out soul like a poet in hiding
creating scenarios like a comedian caught in the spotlight
orange swirling cookies hidden in my necklace
searching for Caribou with my crew
glowing with love, the warmth of your arms, success at school
publishing works to be remembered, meeting him, and becoming a star
I Don't Want to Miss a Thing in my gray sweatshirt,
creating adventures and characters in my dreams of writing
laughing, loving, dreaming...
002. Love01.002. Love8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
She was drunk
on the universe of
He named freckles
on her thighs after
The darkness sank in,
thick and sweet as honey.
She opened her mouth
to lap up the moon.
your skin.i loved the way we left our bodies,your skin.7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
what need means.
or the push
my fingers are telling me,
ill never feel
like this again.
can i push my face
feel your hands
fill the holes?
can i have
until i cant breathe?
i pull to you.
into the grass
until our voices
and the birds will hear.
the bees will hear.
and then the sound
of your voice
will be an anchor.
and your fingers
i get pulled into.
sparkling sea sand
i search for you
in the swishing sounds
pull your han
Rules to Live by...?1. Never stop thinking. This is important. If someone ever says to you 'You need to stop thinking so much,' call them ignorant in your head and keep thinking deeper. It is this mentality that breeds stupidity and sheeple. Your mind is the most important tool you have, if you stop using it, it will atrophy. Question everything.Rules to Live by...?10 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
2. Stare into space blankly and don't mentally punish yourself for doing it, even if it is for that split second. If you have a problem with staring blankly, think of it as daydreaming.
3. Root Beer sucks after having spicy food.
4. Everything is going to be just fine. If you worry about acne, you're going to get a fucking pimple.
5. Don't be afraid to talk about anything. You shouldn't be afraid of reality.
6. Everyone is a hypocrite.
7. You are all original. Every life experience is case sensitive and unique. Every time you wake up or go to the bathroom or quote someone else, you are becoming more you than anyone has ever been.
8. Do pointless things. Don't act
198819888 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Lets start out as a dream
hidden in-between palm folds,
crushing church steeples
and the finger-wings of butterflies
that would soon fade and rise
with the excitement of big city shine.
The birch trees sway, the paper bark
fraying like stewed meat
as the bone is stripped away.
The night watches him hover,
inching in darkness, white noise & sounds
I once used to confess.
Then things happen: boys, glasses askew
& noise a buzz at being called beauty
full head against thighs. Only clothing left to clutch,
the spread of skin as yet untouched. Time has grown.
Rising to my mothers cheek, I turn
only to give a malignant smile.
A high note sung to seven hundred,
tongues beating stage directions
from hoarse throats & costumes clung.
Take a breath, a whistle through the arch of my fingers
pressed against my lips.
The seams of childhood start to sigh.
15. SilenceSo this is new:15. Silence8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the complication without you;
these overwhelming darkened tones of midnight blues.
You have my heart and yet it's still attached,
assuring momentary loneliness is still intact.
A moment's chance to breathe
finds me cursing silence and its never ending potency
to make a molehill touch the skies;
what other ear is graced with your delightful sighs?
To clarify, it's unbased fear I see.
My mind's an inconsistency reveling in faked intricacies;
defaulting to conspiracy
instead of hoping, trusting, existing on bended knee.
Return and let my voice depart;
I'd rather hear your words than those of my relentless heart.
Because--1Because--7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Because I was the girl made of brass
that shoved her feet in the dirt like roots
and stared down the wishing well.
You were never coming home,
and I was never going to leave.
Because I was the girl
who looked at pennies and only
saw the sunlight glinting off them-
because I was the girl that could not stand
to bend down and feel my wishes breaking
into rainbows I didn't have the faith
You were the light.
You always were the light.
was the girl
that didn't believe
But you gave me a reason-
you translated a foreign language into me
and when I talked I listened deep;
you blew on a dandelion and somewhere
nineteen miles under the earth, I heard a heart start.
It was mine.
because you showed me the lily
pushing up through the cement,
saying hello to all that sun. And the sun was you
and I was holding your hand and it wasn't busting into a million pieces
and you looked at me there, the field where
Lesson One - CaziluNihongo - Lesson OneLesson One - Cazilu7 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
This is just a little lesson on the basics of nihongo (Japanese). Before we start learning some words, get a notebook, and dedicate it especially to your
Japanese learning. I tell everyone this, but it really does help to have a notebook. I really dont mind if you copy this lesson and print it off, but
sometimes writing things down by hand can help it stick in, so feel free to do both. Also, just reading what I wrote can get a bit tedious. ^^
Okies, so there are four ways to write Japanese: Hiragana; Katana; Kanji, and Romaji. Hiragana is the standard writing system that Japanese words are
written in, Katana is the writing system exclusively for foreign words according to how the Japanese would say then, and Kanji is the system of one character
per word that was imported from China quite a bit back. Youll often see hiragana and Kanji mixed in together. Romaji is the way to w
Lesson 2 - CaziluNihongo Lesson 2Lesson 2 - Cazilu7 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
This is lesson 2 of my short lil lessons on the language of Japanese. In this lesson, we'll cover some more basic phrases, and hopefully
get you to hold a little conversation. Got your notebook handy? At this point, you may want to make it look more purrty with some
colour. I'll give you a clever tip (I know, this just keeps getting better and better!! lol) Red is the colour the brain recognises
instantly, so you may want to underline the stuff you know you struggle with in that colour. Just a thought.
Let's move on.
You've already learnt some basics, and we're gunna build on that: Remember hajimemashite? Well, we'll learn some more vocab to
fill out your introduction.
How to say, 'My name is...' and other *fun* phrases
Watashi wa _____ desu. (wa - tash - ee - wa your name - dess) - My name is.... 'Wa' is a particle which marks the
Freebird, 1And you are the humming bird, seen forever behind a nude window frame.Freebird, 18 years ago in Other More Like This
You are the gone color splash, already flown
at the creak of a red door. You are the hungry beat of thrummed wingspan
heard through a wall that I press my ear against
without jewelry in the pierce holes.
You pulse outward. The air bows to you,
I toss yarn about your small invisible feet.
Attached is a note
that took me sixteen years to translate. It reads, in bird cursive:
When the bodies talk in five months,
when they move their awed bones
towards your feeder,
will you leave it dripping unfinished business
with your beak?
or will you be
the first free bird
exclaimah!exclaim11 years ago in Typographical More Like This
the pound and the thud and the gasp
and the italian gesture
(! - !) verbose
physical - !
of clenched fists and swooping arms
-but this is
the sun !-gloriously! climaxes over the trees
the silent !-scream! of eyes
as they !-beam! and !-shine!
and - !
just - !
isn't it wonderful!
overriding any question
-a state of ecstasy confined to a mere dash and dot
it just is
a jump a dance a song
(the prelude to a smile)
it is the peak!
and the climax!
and !~vibrance!~ herself
but is also an acknowledgement
(in its silence)
of the silence
but that is tomorrow
uneducation of loveand Ive written youuneducation of love8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
so many letters
in my head,
but my hands
Maybe and WouldI write small, cursive Maybe and Would8 years ago in Other More Like This
the letters of a journalist
who was maybe five years ago abused.
She got out. Its fine now.
And maybe she lived in New York City. Maybe every morning
as she buttoned her bruises up,
she admired the excellent dirty streets.
It was with a fragile sort of hope.
She wished on drainpipes, discarded cigarettes.
if fate diagnosed her terminally lucky
at the exact moment a taxi heaved itself forward
into the path of her erected thumb, it would just keep going
the brakes would just
There was nothing
footstep gravesfootstep graves8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Umbrella sheltered and snow-packed
she stands two steps
beside the thicket, stuck oar-like,
made from fallen oak
and blown by November wind.
She wonders about the centimetres,
and the collection of iced insects
between the divide.
Now as snow lulls,
careful-fingered, she examines each moth,
pearled black with mud
and buried in footstep graves.
With lace wings stuck to her palms,
the backyard throbs. Nothing
is what she feels
when she has stood too long
in her own skin.
EmilyI loved her inside letters, I tuckedEmily8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
my hearts and my organs inside of her
messy scrawl, her heartache, her doodles
of lost girls, of black cats, of razors and
pills. I sealed myself, my fate, I sent it to her:
Three stamps, and a kiss, always
with pearl-pink lip gloss. It would fade in the mail,
traveling 5000 miles
to her door, but I did not
care and the doves inside
my chest dared to break out.
I loved her inside letters,
I tucked her pain inside my art.
I filled my envelopes
with sadness, pieces of my hair,
my strange secrets,
my broken stories.
Teachers to the DeadWhile we slept,Teachers to the Dead8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
you strapped your arm around
my chest like armor and possession,
like this one belongs to me. Together, we are
teaching the things that haunt us
to lie down in their graves.
Here, like this
your demons say to mine as
they demonstrate the art of behaving.
Together, we secure their
broken bodies and set them into six feet of
(but we do not follow
we cannot go in their stead)
They do not know theyre dead. Its
always a blow when we break the news.
They find themselves jealous of our
human skin and our inhaling
(we are too kind
to show that we are more alive without them
that losing them
05.04.2905.04.2910 years ago in Typographical More Like This
If I told you
you—anymore — Maybe
I never did
I wonder if you would survey
me with those
yet have I been unpromising:
15Jan09 I noticed you15Jan096 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
across the cafe
and you may not have even
even seen me
and that's alright
But you got up to go
collected your shit
And I swear
that everything stopped
And I hadn't had a
in maybe seventeen hours
So I was a little off,
But then she walked in
before I spoke to you
and you lost me.
Innocent Green Eyes Chapter 2Steve walked back to the tower after following a lead that turned out to be nothing. Sighing he looked around. It still awed him that it was the same New York from the 1940s. Looking at the front of the tower entrance and noticed someone, someone small and looking distressed hurrying out of the tower, and running fast.Innocent Green Eyes Chapter 23 years ago in Settings More Like This
Looking at the tower for a second Steve took off after the small child knowing that he would be lost soon and it didn't take much effort to follow him but it was still dangerous if Loki was lost and he was pretty such Thor wouldn't be too happy about it.
Loki was running as fast as he could and stopped in a park looking confused before running on and ended up running into a person sending him to the gourd with a yelp.
"Watch it kid!"
"Hey!" Steve said catching up and picking up Loki. "It was an accident. Come on, Loki,
Loki complied breathing unsteadily now that he realized he was lost in this world. "I thank you. Will you help me get home?"
Innocent Green Eyes Chapter 1"Thor's coming to visit?" Tony said.Innocent Green Eyes Chapter 13 years ago in Settings More Like This
"Yeah, he said that he had something to show us." Steve said trying to figure out once again how to make toast. "And he's bringing Loki."
"WHAT? Whoa, hold on, Loki? The one who brought an alien army to destroy the Earth and I nearly died to save, Loki?"
"Yes. Thor said something about not worrying, but I don't know."
"Uh, yeah, let's call Bruce down here."
"Hello my friends!" Thor said. "I have a arrived as promised and also with my brother Loki. Come on Loki, do not be shy."
A child rounded the control with shoulder black hair and green eyes, carrying a book. "I am not, Shy, Brother. You just walk much faster than I do."
"….What in hell, oh dear lord they cloned him!"
"Thor, what is this?" Black Widow said waving at the child who must have been at least eleven.
"This is Loki. Um. Perhaps I should tell you what has happened. Loki, why do you not off and play?"
"Alright." Loki said and turned to leave.
"Whoa, wait, uh, no, no, no, no, you did not