Tag Archives: Love

Is it cool to love your life?

 photo IMG_1763_zpsb4feaedb.jpg
I read my own writing and laugh.
(Pathetic.)
Sometimes I don’t understand it (syntax),
Sometimes I think it’s funny,
Sometimes I can’t believe Continue reading Is it cool to love your life?

Advertisements

straight no chaser: Old Rag

 photo IMG_2169_zps3c17bd22.jpg
When you said “I’ll never leave you,” I get that you didn’t mean “never.” Fine. It’s been a week, though… You can’t throw around words like that, and not expect them to have meaning. And it’s a bold thing to say. Who says that anymore? Except when you are in love, and actually mean it, or you just finished a long hike and you’ve revealed some angst filled strain in your DNA that your dad gave you when you were eight. Because that’s when Continue reading straight no chaser: Old Rag

Scrutiny

 photo IMG_1787_zpsdcf1e985.jpg
The flowers are turning brown;
Not that you noticed.
You’re not noticing much these days
And its making me wonder
If it’s not so much that you aren’t aware,
As that you don’t a give shit.

I bought you a car,
You barely flinched.
I told you about that new flavor of ice cream,
You “Hmmphed.”
I offered you a free acupuncture treatment,
To treat that thing that happens
When you wake up Continue reading Scrutiny

Criterion & Libby

 photo photo_zps69c5c76e.jpg
And he was shocked that Gilda was not banging down the door to be his date for the dance tonight. He had everything. He worked for her father, he was trustworthy; clearly they were dazzled by his mechanical prowess. (Why else would they put him to work the moment he entered the house?) Fastening the door, un-wobbling the table, shining the roof, Continue reading Criterion & Libby