January 2012
17 posts
ahaha i torture myself
“Have I ever loved you? Yes, before there was reason, and still later, when there...”
– Elliot Perlman; Your Niece’s Speech Night
“When I was a girl, my life was music that was always getting louder. Everything...”
– Jonathan Safran Foer
“iii)
A truth should exist,
it should not be used
like this: if I love you
...”
– Margaret Atwood
i can’t stop thinking of her.
will this ever stop?
50 days sober.
Still wandering all over the United States. Trying to find where the fuck I belong.
November 2011
15 posts
holy synchronicity.
“Everything around me is disappearing and falling apart. I don’t use these...”
– Fernando Pessoa
But you were young, and you had Plenty of time: Going west,
You slept on the train and did not smile. Under you the plains widened, turned silver.
You slept with your mouth open.
You were nothing, You were snow falling through the ribs Of the dead.
You were all I had.
— L. Levis
I wanted to write “stay” on your sides, surround your bed with oceans of salt. I hope he folds you into a fox, loves you like a splintered arrow, brandishes the kill of your lips. May the bouquet of your hips wither. May the wolves forget your name. — J. Bradley
September 2011
6 posts
i leave for the hospital tonight. catch you...
“this is how i know you. you are what i know.”
– jeanette winterson; written on the body.
eleven days sober.
August 2011
5 posts
July 2011
1 post
What a mess ive made.
May 2011
1 post
February 2011
4 posts
i did dope last weekend and crossed a line i never thought i would.
but the other night, after the bars had closed, i sat in jonathan’s room and listened to him confess his bleeding heart and i wept. like i haven’t been able to in such a long time. we are both grieving a love that neither of us has ever felt. and i felt. i did.
so maybe, maybe, progress is being made.
January 2011
123 posts
