here i am. minnesota. we meet again. i have come to greatly dislike being asked why i am here. no, it is not exciting. and no, i do not want to talk about it. not now. i am processing. i’ve spent so much of the past four years just talking, talking, talking. listening, listening, listening. […]
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so does christmas.
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easter comes early.
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“she kisses him with her eyes open and that sucks.” i write while sitting in a bar — alone — on my 21st birthday.
people come and people go and that is just the way it is. i don’t know what else to say about it right now, but i should. i think about it all of the time. we arrive places and we leave only to arrive at another place. we are born and we die. we see […]
i am no poet.
moments like these when my heart is thumping like a mad horse explode. moments like these when my mind is jumping like a frightened rabbit run. moments like these when my blood is flowing like a wild spring river evaporate. moments like these when my breath is blowing like the gale force winds dissolve. moments […]
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sometimes i enjoy conversations taking a total nosedive.
what ever, david.
We met him on a train. In the lounge car. I was talking in a bizarre accent and told him my name was Penny. Actually, I told him my name is Halee, but I said it in that bizarre accent and he thought I said Penny. I went with it. To him, I was Penny. He asked […]
the shortest day
happy winter solstice. a magical day. the shortest day, as a matter of fact, in the northern hemisphere’s lunar year. joy. the north pole is farthest from the sun. take a walk!
crawling
hands and knees, baby. hands and knees.