“I could easily walk through the valley of the shadow of death I would even enjoy it actually”

source: daniel casson sweetheartlovefriendthat is not the point i look at you, shaking my head, whileyou shrug your scarred shouldersthe ones covered in angry inkand ask me what is then, since i know so much i don’tyou know thati know thatbut since you asked the saying that one is in a better placewhen one has…… Continue reading “I could easily walk through the valley of the shadow of death I would even enjoy it actually”

places where the world is quiet, a word here which means “safe, and not at all like the two seconds in an action movie that lemony snicket would describe as fraught with danger and turmoil”

well, darling, be realisticthere are no safe places you can’t even talk to heryou don’t know what to sayso learn a new languageand try anywayif you go to the graveyardsand visit with the soulsthat rest eternallythey might lead you to the oceanwhere you let the broken dreams restthe coffeeshop on the sketchy side of town…… Continue reading places where the world is quiet, a word here which means “safe, and not at all like the two seconds in an action movie that lemony snicket would describe as fraught with danger and turmoil”

palestine is on fire, we should all learn sign language, and when is she gonna figure out i love her?

dodie my beloved four hours away from here on the east coast, there are three friends and a little dog who are sitting on the sand crying. and laughing. and talking. and doing all the things no one does. well, the little dog is probably looking for something to eat. the rest of them will…… Continue reading palestine is on fire, we should all learn sign language, and when is she gonna figure out i love her?

scene x from untitled mythology play

|extremely rough draft| [we hear the sounds of a distant fire. if there was a budget for this, we could probably smell smoke in the background. open on a pile of stones, arranged to resemble an altar. a child, who looks far too old for their age, moves dirt and grass away to build on…… Continue reading scene x from untitled mythology play

i think in the end we choose each other

maybe who knows where in any city, any part of the world, it’s storming and the power threatens to go out. and maybe, there’s an apartment being entered into by its occupants at an ungodly hour. one is round and rosy, tattooed words dancing around soft arms. the other is greasy and sour and wears…… Continue reading i think in the end we choose each other

no more protein, please and thank you

so nate said to buy protein powder. “you can get a small tub at aldi’s and it’ll help out with working out,” he told me, right after going into a conversation about bonhoeffer with some older ladies at the y. the only thing both conversations had in common was the repeated use of “demand and…… Continue reading no more protein, please and thank you

his funeral was sweet

source his funeral was sweet, she tells me, wrapping a robe around herself.it’s ten pm. she hasn’t been home in 36 hours.  how did it go, i ask. i sit on the fake marble countertops, waiting for her to cuss me out. which she does, gently, swirling some spirits into a mug. you’ll ruin the surface, she says,…… Continue reading his funeral was sweet