1 March 2013
what I'll write after our goodbye
This feels beyond romance. You must have been some one luminous to me in another life. Perhaps that is what I see when I look at y...
5 February 2013
the sun and the sky before the darkness
I saw him last night for the first time. He was laughing at his own joke, unabashedly, arms crisscrossed at the back of his neck, his mout...
9 December 2012
- n. a kind of melancholic trance in which you become completely absorbed in vivid sensory details—raindrops skittering down a window, tall ...
21 October 2012
tea by the sea
This morning I woke from a dream of drinking tea with you. It was dawn against the window open to the sea, mist hovering over our mu...
27 August 2012
they will tell you resistance is futile, your softness but a place for men to lay themselves down. little do they know that you have...
14 June 2012
11 June 2012
I called you today. You were surprised, how are you fell from your mouth like a toddler learning how to chew with a mouthful of tiny new te...
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