Many of you may think disjointed is the word for me recently anyway. Not that I mind. Today at a convenience store there were at least two crazy people. (edit: I am really not making fun here, I think our view of what is normal is crazy in itself) One of which obviously had a [...]
I remember in 2nd grade I was in a class with 12 boys and 1 girl. It was a small town of 400, so weekends and after-school consisted of hunting frogs, beating up the new kid (me), and blowing up star wars figures (and thus any windfall that would have filled our college funds). Anyway, [...]
so fright fades unchanged just like last time with me rocking on my back blinking eyes segment my life and hedge it under brush where crushing shadows won’t loom where nothing pries me open Scamper to find a good beat or keep from careless beatings found damp and dark smells like dead leaves Fading revulsion [...]
It is a supposed truism that familiarity breeds contempt. Most days it certainly seems so. There are so many people you can get on well with, but days of exposure can turn that liking into a dull annoyance. Like a fast food window visited too many times in a weak, it’s strange to feel your [...]
just some little bits that came into my mind today… *** tiny fingers tangle pressing spark my soul, so tracing lines. the warm, soft press of her glad face speaks a silent choice to mine. *** As the house burns Friendships deepen, and sad hearts gladly reconcile. In ash, love bares it’s soul intention and [...]
Hands and hearts go about each day… shaping things. A hand may push a friend away, breaking the strongest line. A heart may imagine him not a friend, and tell itself a lie. A hand may tug another’s hand, press it with an oath. A heart may pull them closer yet, til there is bliss [...]
