I wish i could remember those moments in between
Not my dreams
With a head like mine who would
But those moments of dark
Between being asleep and waking up
I want to hold that silence close
Use it to guide my emotions in the day
I want to remind myself
That there is nothing to fear in the dark
It’s what brings us bliss...
Luke never understood how he had gotten a job that essentially was catching teenagers make out every day and shooing them off the stairwell. He needed the extra cash sure, he also needed some sanity and this was getting old and tired! All he wanted was one of these stupid grad schools to accept him so he could do his PhD and become a professor and tell everyone this funny story about how his skinn...
I loved him, which is why I gave him a clean death.
You see, they like to tell you stories in which loves wins out; but only a certain type of love can win. The love between a man and a woman where she loses more than he does to end the war and win unite the kingdoms; after all, he gets to be king.
But there are other forms of love; love for my mother who has ruled twenty years, love for my sol...
There are things that need to be seen, or felt, before you really understand them; the warmth from the body of a lover, the freshness of a jasmine candle, or the cold from the bathroom floor at 2 am when you’re desperately trying to hold it together to be coherent the next day in an online interview.
She had wondered if places were meant to be quite so lifeless; the plants seemed to resent their ...
I do not know where I’d like to be next year
Ten seems incomprehensibly far away
I didn’t want to be hear ten years ago,
And yet your laughter as i say something ridiculously shameless
Fills me with joy that makes the poets make sense
That makes me understand how powerful skin on skin can be.
In ten years I’d like to not have the resentments of my family
I would like to have put the ghosts to ...
Here of Troy got old, as all of us do. Paris a bit slimy, as most versions seem to have gotten right. Cassandra reminds me of my mother, and i understand why no one listens to her because I don’t trust my mother either. Hecuba and Priam are just waiting for things to fall apart, hoping that their children are not useless bloody idiots (spoiler alert: most of them are). Hector and Andromache are, t...
I love you. I don’t think I can ever stop loving you. But the truth is you’re not good for me, not good for my heart, my health, my bank account. I can’t keep sneaking you in and hiding you under my bed and waiting for the others to go to sleep to start my night.
I can’t do this.
You give me joy, I’m a fair woman, I’ll admit as much. But you also take it away from me. I’ve been crying, not been ...
You can hear me typing,
It’s a common complaint, one that I’ve heard for years on end.
I wish the reason was more exciting;
I just love the sound.
Your a hairs breath from putting me on mute,
Someone will call you soon, make demands of your time,
While I sit there in silence, happily ignoring every chime,
from someone who think I have nothing else to do.
This does get a bit much,
You’ve left me ...