2/26/09
As their lips form the shapes of their broken hearts
I hear them whisper that I shouldn't settle
Not for you and not for your cold hands.
3/12/09
Hold your eyelids close to you,
Make the darkness explode,
And start wishing on your own stars.
3/26/09
The same venom runs through us
We share the same face
And when we yell, we are yelling at our own reflection.
4/9/09
The potential energy haunts me,
Like the ink
In a pen I've lost the cap to.
4/17/09
I dig my nails into buds,
Peel apart their delicate skin,
And destroy the one thing I am looking for.
4/23/09
They tell me cynicism equals maturity.
But I like my arms most
When they are open.
5/7/09
You leave today.
I liked the way you held my head.
No one ever did that before.
5/21/09
I'm sending you a part of me.
It has been heavily stamped sixteen and a half times.
FRAGILE.
8/25/09
Stop looking for the missing
puzzle piece.
This isn't, and wasn't, ever a puzzle.
10/8/09
I wish honesty tasted like something.
I’d understand myself
a lot better.
11/19/09
red mug with chocolate stucco walls, spoon
with rainbow oil swirls, the upside down
sewing box: what my insides feel like.
12/3/09
She drinks Airborne with Diet coke.
Thick, yellow foam floats in the dark, sugary, chemical sea.
I watch the sweating cup enviously as it slides between her lips.
12/17/09
The world tells me
I'll heal once I turn my skin inside out.
Well, what's step 2?
1/21/10
July sweats next to me,
Golden skin and white, twisted sheets.
The exit signs look longingly as we pass them.
2/4/10
I kept waiting by the mailbox,
Until I discovered
The letter in my back pocket.
2/18/10
these frozen corridors
of my memory are slippery
and too narrow for two.
3/18/10
I hold thin white porcelain between my lips,
Tilt up,
And wait. I'm still waiting.
4/1/10
I cup my ear with the empty can
Attached by string to Spring:
"Take off your shoes."
4/29/10
break open the carton,
put some ice cream in your mouth
and make our lips hold hands.
5/13/10
note to self:
let's stop holding onto so many things,
let's make ourselves more portable
5/27/10
the birds are tiny.
they have taken over the church facade.
they are all giggle and flutter.
6/10/10
you reached behind me
fashioned my spine into an extension cord
and licked it.
6/24/10
12:35am, summer, library
a grumbling vacuum, two old women
and thirty-four glowing blue screens.
7/8/10
i hide under my covers,
espresso dust coats my skin,
sunnycoffeeheataches.
7/22/10
a fence has just been put up,
there has been a wind change
patrick is trying to catch it with duct tape between trees
8/12/10
add one wink from a doorman,
a new nickname and
one borrowed set of keys. mix well
9/23/10
Autumn, quit ringing the doorbell
and then running away--
our skin needs you.
11/4/10
This ocean you tripped into,
There's no getting out of it.
I see your eyes looking for a shoreline, stop.