January 2012
6 posts
December 2011
31 posts
trading integrity for security
“Yes, I wish that for just one time
You could stand inside my shoes
You’d know...”
– Bob Dylan - Positively 4th Street
after years
Today, from a distance, I saw you walking away, and without a sound the glittering face of a glacier slid into the sea. An ancient oak fell in the Cumberlands, holding only a handful of leaves, and an old woman scattering corn to her chickens looked up for an instant. At the other side of the galaxy, a star thirty-five times the size of our own sun exploded and vanished, leaving a small green spot...
And so he loved music more than me, loved work more than me, loved money more than me, loved her more than me. And I loved him more than me.
June 2010
2 posts
your fingertips; grass
in the halo of everything
brush across my face
May 2010
0 posts
1 tag
remember when we were just egg and sperm? neither do i, but it seems like that one part of me is still swimming around, searching for the rest of me.
i can’t remember the first thing i saw when i opened my eyes, or the first song my dad played for me on the guitar. i can’t remember my first tree climbed or my first crush.
but i do remember out hands, intertwined as our palms sweat...
April 2010
4 posts
cars, a string of lights
heading down the interstate
who knows where home is
smelling like ashes
our feet are licked by the flames
the world floats away
March 2010
9 posts
i’ve always wanted to hop trains
you confuse me.
overprescribed, under the mister
i never realize how insecure i used to be, until i read my old tumblr posts.
funny thing is,
when you left i thought it was because of me
and when you came back i thought it was because of me.