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november
It's cold here, I reply to my grandparents when they ask how our week's going. It's cold, and wet, and already I am helping my friends put up Christmas decorations and string LEDs across their rooms, playing holiday music to try
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first kiss
darling i think the prettiest thing of it is that i
have been dreaming about this moment since i was little,
pressing my mouth to the back of my hand to see what it felt like to be touched like that,
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VT
vermont is a half-finished poem with all the lines scratched out.
grandfathers who’ve lived here their whole lives still talk of leaving,
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trick or treat, we're the bugs!
it is november now which is unbelievable
because last night we got blisters on our feet running
house to house in too-small rainboots, our wings
flapping lopsidedly behind us. it rained on and off
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rain :: hope
it is Halloween morning
and pouring rain.
wake up & look out the window -
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dear jane
you were always a constant to me.
there was a book in the back of our classroom
tucked between crates of other, more important tomes
it had a picture of you on the cover and i read it almost every day
Loves
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The shape of yesterday
I used to race my shadow down the sidewalk,
thinking if I ran fast enough
I could outrun time.
Now I walk slower,
because somewhere along the way
time learned my name.
I still sit in the same car seat,
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The Big Bang
It all started with the big bang — the mighty "thwack"-ing noise that connected my body to the prickly embrace of the wood chips below. My descent from the jungle gym was far from graceful, solo mission "rescue Mr.
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The hero by my window
When I was little,
the window was a battlefield of light,
streetlights turned into stars,
and the world moved fast enough
for a hero to keep up with me.
He ran beside the car,
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Entry In My Sister's Journal 10 Years From Now
This is an old piece of writing, and I don't remember writing it.
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The Man
I met the strangest man today. He was dressed in a white lab coat, and he had a face like that falling sensation that jolts you awake when you're trying to fall asleep.
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follow the pink light
How do I know that this will ever be enough? I can’t picture myself settling.