Mid-Nite Conquests

Other-worldly dreams keep me at peace while I put them through paces: various men, various places. Vicariously kissing in dreams, pressing lips, connecting faces. Familiar amalgamations possess piercing, forgettable eyes. It seems as though appearances are constantly changing, idyllic features turn sour and are replaced by more pleasing countenances, a million copies of his face. […]

Missel Toes

I have no idea why I chose that title it just sort of popped so I’m sure it’ll work its way into our conversation. You: never call me back, never read my drafts. I want what I can’t have, have been known to take a drag. Queen bee me: looking endlesslessly through blue-green eyes. I […]

We Grow Old

We grow old but our story does not remain untold. We may lose our pets and parts and end up forgetting the rest. Turn our cheeks to the cold and lift the corners of our mouths in jest. Eventually we will turn to dust and mold ourselves, long after we are bought and sold, or […]

Dizzy Domesticity

A strange dream of a smile split in two. Red dizzy spit pooling in the drain, dissipating in feathery swirls but, the piercing’s disappeared. Silver spike missing from pink gums. A boy I adore lays beside me on a couch leaning in as his girlfriend watches television.  We dare to hold hands where she can’t […]

The Dead Winter

“What the heck? It’s the dead of winter and the sun is still shining!” -small girl outside the Waterloo Public Library I came to the library today and realized that I am in charge of my own blues. I miss college so much it has almost made me ill! I have failed to realize up […]

Recurrence

Sketchers pound erratically on uneven stairs that I take at top speed, flashing a jagged key, twisting an oval knob, heart racing past a pile of summer shoes. I bolt the door behind me and instantly remember a dream I had when my bedroom overlooked Broadway Street. I heard a creature snarling under the porch. […]

Morning Buzz

Am I going insane or just walking around half-asleep again? Do I wear my hair in stranger places on my bobbing-head? A caricature, less mature than I really am? I  turn over in the morning to avoid the sun pouring in the window. Citrus sourness stinging eyes that flutter open like warm butterflies. Drift out […]

Make-believe

Vomit, unintelligible telephone conversations. You may have tried to change everything but I know, behind oversized sunglasses, your eyes are brown. You take them off from time to time to remind me briefly how we used to believe in magic. You wash your face in a marble sink a gravestone. Toothpaste epitaphs are grim, a […]

BLOGVOMIT

found another funny old blog, gosh the internet is fun :] conception: the process of arriving at an abstract idea or belief or the moment at which such an idea starts to take shape or emerge… i am not ever going to change but i finally realize this is a good thing. i am who […]

Before & After

Before When we were young, we knew who we wanted to be. We were told how to be and what to say. You felt punished for being different. I reveled in our strangeness… Then the years of bliss were over, we were cast out in the freezing water to reemerge on distant shores. We were […]

Tall Tale

Tall Tale I scale a wall ten feet tall and curiously fall to the forest floor. Tree roots grab ankles, heels feel warm with moss growing between toes. Leaping from log to stone in search of flowers I absentmindedly wander into an overgrown graveyard. Here heroes died and were laid to rest. Now wild-birds sing […]