My head is nothingness
Nothing but airyairnothing
My stomach is creeping up on me today, I don't mind
I do, though.
I lied.
My stomach hurts.
I hate feeling this way.
And you know that pins and needles feeling?
My whole body.


On Feeling Very Little Shame.i can't cook--not well and if things really are passed down from mother to daughter i've got too narrow a pelvis for your children a cesarean scratch would scar this perfect bodyOn Feeling Very Little Shame.
so get yourself a little lady a girl who'll wear an apron give you a hockey team of boys and keep me a secret
Keep me for when you're too drunk to stand going home. for when she hasn't dyed her hair in weeks. and those children are sticky and crying. Keep me for nighttime. And keep me a secret.
Don't go and spoil things with white gold. Because it'll give he


Your Mouth.I will call you Be certain of it.Your Mouth.
And I may buy you dinner I neither value nor devalue money
After taking one of your tiny hands in mine spiderlike-- I won't break eye contact before it is made impossible by my lips on your cheek
Slowly I'll say to you "you look lovely without makeup" I'm not sure if I'm a liar
But the idea of kissing you on the mouth is just awful.


My arrogance.What is it you imagine you could say? I'm sorry I'm laughing.My arrogance.
But honestly--it's funny.
What could you possibly say to me, little girl, that would surprise me?
Do you think--and concentrate hard-- there is anything that could stumble out of your lazy, half-paralyzed mouth that I could not answer?
My books, My laugh, My slip, My tits and this perfectly formed little blush of a mouth--
I am untouchable.


Wintertime.I'm looking at this calendar And it sort of frustrates me You'll be there and I'll be here.Wintertime.
I won't get to see you love Seeing your breath.
I know it's ridiculous. ivegotsomeone waitingandyou vegotsomeonew aitinganditsr eallynotfair
I know.
But I'm still wondering. I'm still wondering, and I'm sorry.
I wonder what'll go through your mind When it snows the first time And if you'll be angry
When I'm late to think of it, too.
It always snows up there
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"millions long for immortality who do not know what to do with themselves on a rainy sunday afternoon." -susan ertz
Your new poems are absolutely beautiful.. I couldn't even possibly comment on each and every one of them, or you would be reading 20 different novels.. heh.
You have such incredible talent. <3
I hope all is well and hope that maybe, possibly, hopefully, that you coming back to CHC in the fall is of plausible possibility? (:
I used "hope" in too many parts of speech there xD haha
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My heart is steadfast, O God; I will sing and make music with all my soul.
Psalm 108:1
I want to see more pictures from you!!
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~An Ophelia
and mehhh... there will be more pictures.. i'm just lazy
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My heart is steadfast, O God; I will sing and make music with all my soul.
Psalm 108:1
Tell me what you think of my work.
If you don't mind my asking, who recommended me to you?
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~An Ophelia
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