"Are you lost?” As if pulling himself from some deep inward distance, the boy on the park bench lifts his head and blinks at me. A vaguely startled expression fills his eyes as he focuses on my face, the faraway shouting of children on the playground ringing through the air. He frowns, tilting his head … Continue reading a boy called truth
You are out here alone for the first time in weeks, and all you can do is look at the sky. The air is cool and weightless with a pale light, and as you reach the edge of the field, your absentminded half-run fades into uncertain footsteps. Why keep walking when the ground here is … Continue reading nothing more to say
If I am aware of your existence, then I've probably forced you to endure at least one deeply enthusiastic conversation about my favorite bands. Now, thanks to a lovely idea borrowed from Sarah and Kenechi and a suggestion from Megan, I have the perfect excuse to talk about music as much as I please. *wide-eyed … Continue reading mildly mundane musical musings w/ the magnificent megan
Hey, look, I covered this entire website in my scribbled half-cursive handwriting and I'm pretty sure it's illegible but I'm keeping it because Weez liked it! Also, I accidentally destroyed my buttons page, so now it's just a list of your names that's currently a work in progress because I'm apparently incapable of remembering everyone … Continue reading monday, 12:01
wake up brother, lift your eyesfeel the sun, see the light- keep on keeping on | colony house (my morning alarm) Wake up with some silver-pink dream still clinging to your fingertips. Taste it in the air like cotton candy in late summertime, lingering on reality's doorstep, waiting for the heavy fog to break. Pull … Continue reading lift your eyes
Jo and I are both missing the ordinary things right now, so we wrote about it. :) Jo: sliding on the freshly mopped floors of an empty walmart, headphones in, music blasting, and nobody is there to stare. driving down a lonely road, feet propped up, windows down, yelling in the dark. the chill of … Continue reading ode to the ordinary
Four years old and your sister just drowned in the community swimming pool. Do you know? You don't know, baby, you're four and everyone is crowding your kitchen with loud voices and covered dishes and you can't even see your mother through it all, but you know that she was crying, and it's making your … Continue reading thirteen
the first looked at the worldwith eyes that saw nothing,somehow less than nothing,as the echoing heartbeat of emptiness traced itself across her skin. the second looked at the worldwith a soul that saw everything,so much more than everything,as a bright and breathless infinity hovered just beyond her grasp. neither could fathom the heavy syllablesthat it … Continue reading could you fathom
and february has fallen through the cracks—the ground gives way beneath your feetas the world stretches,uncertain in this new warmth,gazing at what once was dyingand remembering how to be alive. every breath is shredded grass and loose soil,early mosquitoes and comfortable shoes,restless afternoons that twist themselves apart,torn between clinging to winter’s lifeless handsand longing to … Continue reading marching again
Good evening! I have something really special to share today—I've joined Jul and Sarah, two of my favorite bloggers, on a writing collaboration. Along with being incredibly talented writers and just generally kind humans, they both share my love for powerful song lyrics. The three of us split up a few lines from a song … Continue reading spirits in the dark are waiting // collaboration
