But when the summer starts to bite it’s too late andI know that no amount of begging will bring back theHopeful blossoming coming out of the groundLike little stubs of hope that are too stubborn against the concreteAll things are meant to fall and failTo chaos everything must always returnBut I can’t be blamed for [...]
I'm homesick as hell. My countdown to my first trip home in over a year - 16 days away - is now a question mark, hung in the stretching string of uncertainties sitting over all our heads right now. It's a 0, a "postponed until no one knows when". As a human, and therefore selfish, [...]
She hid her face behind her palms. Spread out beneath her was a kitchen table full of snacks - candy bars, pretzels, soft sponge cakes, a variety of nuts deposited into square containers, bowls of chips, gummy bears, granola bars and pigs-in-a-blanket covered every square inch of the polished wooden surface. Amanda agonized, guiltily at her denial of the perfectly fine food spread out in front of her, and selfishly at her immovable knowledge that none of it was just what she wanted.
Not that she knew what she wanted.
The Dog Stars by Peter Heller My rating: 5 of 5 stars It is not often that one can read Science Fiction/Dystopian Fiction as poetry - this book goes there. Peter Heller has us landing directly in the middle of the main character's head, almost like a VR set that brings you into a world [...]
There's a steep, roundabout turn right before getting on to the international airport freeway at home
You sound like the softest velvet plum Vinegary As in I crave the tanginess between my lips. If people have a taste you’re red wine Crisp and all-encompassing Paired well with my all my sides.
While my heart isn't the playground where you used to tease and be mean to the girl you liked, let me borrow it as a metaphor. My heart is the chains connecting the swings to the wooden posts; it is the wooden posts themselves, proudly standing like flagpoles and as firm as life itself, taking [...]