January 2010
1 post
it just came over me
how beautiful we all are. how beautiful this, whatever this is, is.
how we’re all composed of millions and millions of tissues made up of billions of cells and an infinite number of miniscule little particles we’ve never laid eyes on. how incredible it is that each of us was created through the combination of a labyrinth of tiny little codes strung together so precisely, codes that would give...
September 2009
2 posts
your eyes are not my glue,
nor your mouth, no, certainly
not your mouth,
nor any other part of your body
my pencil prefers to matte my paper
coating it with fragments, cringeworthy,
overworn,
fraught with grammatical error
just like the letter from the boy
who stopped writing last month
when I told him
my heart is blue and it pumps blood, etc.
having lost the last of your...
August 2009
1 post
there is a design, i swear it. and it may not be in your blood or in your genetic makeup, but believe me, it exists. your body is acutely aware of the part of you that acts not out of necessity, but is instead propelled by some sweet cosmic motion. some people give it a name. they call it God. others will call it Allah, or divine creation, or a higher power. i call it love.
whatever it is, it...