Speak them into existence And they will haunt the air. Ghouls or goals? Your tongue is a sharp thing, A pointed wand, and All words are magic, So think before you speak.
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8.27.19
Hopeless romantics Cling to connection Like baguettes and bike rides, or Late nights laying in the park– Gazing golly and glee– The stars tell stories To the eyes that gaze upon them.
8.13.19
A wife by now Someone’s by now Someone by now A life by now Something by now Somewhere by now. If not now, what now? –notes on existential dread
8.11.19
Two nights ago I looked through a telescope at Saturn, Jupiter and the Moon, And was horrified. My mom laughed on the phone as I Recanted the story. “How small and insignificant we are. I’m an ant to the Universe.” I awake from a bizarre space dream to a girl crying on my doorstep, her…
6.14.19
The birds begin chirping at 4 The sun rises at 5 Though, on a Satutday Our city sleeps until noon. So, the birds go unheard, The sun waits, unnoticed.
06.10.19b
I hid from a boy I loved Not in fear of him But of the sight Of my reflection in his eyes. Though, it was I who couldn’t see clearly. Soon, I realized the nights I had prayed for love God had answered me over and over again By sending me to myself. But, I…
5.26.19
Quiet contemplation Of things unsaid And tender moments. Elation, joy, And pinics with friends. The sun heat of the sun, The chill of the rain, The nibble and bite of the month of May.
Pure Nostalia: A playlist
Pizzicato Five – Baby Love Child Pure Bathing Culture – Evergreener Alvvays – Not My Baby Alt-J – Breezeblocks Tennis – Timothy Mother, Mother – Simply, Simple The xx – Islands Fiona Apple – Container Daughter – Candles Fiona Apple – Paper Bag Beyonce – Halo Now, Now – School Friends Voyou – Il neige…
5.23.19
How life’s beauty Soars across a spectrum: Silence for some, And song for others. Suddenly, Green and blue share a similar hue– A rainbow of sisters– So lovely.
5.13.19
I found $100 today. That’s the most I’ve ever found. I also saw my brother, Kevin, as the streetcar pulled into St Clair Station. I was thinking about him a stop before the station. I heard he had a daughter. What was she like? She should be four now. They say brothers of brothers have…
