August 2011
1 post
4 tags
June 2011
11 posts
lodging
anotherword:
Looking for where it won’t feel like home. Where home is missing someone further, where stranger walls lend their ear, and blackened windows watch you to reflect. Welcomed to a house of voiceless noises, to midnight screams, to lover’s hot mess, to her softened body. Neighbors fall asleep we steal their good times. Leaving home, Building a house of careful maneuvers in the path of...
I really like to annoy my rabbits by playing with...
everybodysbunnies:
May 2011
9 posts
April 2011
7 posts
I cried uncontrollably in the car.
There were only two people that I felt close enough to call. Those were the same two people that didn’t answer.
You only pretend to understand.
March 2011
27 posts
My body is your body. I won’t tell anybody....
“A lonely man is a lonesome thing, a stone, a bone, a stick, a receptacle for...”
– John Cheever
Holy Tango
anotherword:
You write, and then, You don’t write. There’s a holy tango in your word choice, how considerate your tongue maneuvers between each word. The farce of our language, imbued with the witless banter you profess. Off with your lips, onto mine. We’ll speak a diverse and perverse anthology. With every word, and then, without. …
I closed the door so I cannot hear the yelling and crying.
This led to a 911 phone call.
“Pockets! Fuck yeah!”
– The little fuzzy thing on the leaf. (Not this exact one. :()
I love you.
