woodland creatures, high salute
all we could have been
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
Sunday, August 24, 2008
all souls rising
there is a time when you know everything is actually going to be ok after all, and yes of course,
did you really believe otherwise?
your everyday life includes playing with babies, writing down stage directions, creating new people and worlds, making meals while havin' a chat and a laugh. you sit next to your best friend at the symphony and become overwhelmed with the beauty of it all that your face has tears rolling into the corners of your smile. you decide you will hold this hand through the overcrowded sweaty room and you remember how friends are so precious at all times. you realize your baby brother and sister are 14 years old in just a few hours and they are utterly invincible and perfect. your neighborhood is full of children shouting with glee and old women yelling in other languages, and yet it still becomes so silent that you recall your heart, the actual organ, and it feels strong and useful.
the pain you've felt that you thought would never end is complete.
the humming ache you've lived with you now have maybe outlasted.
when your body hits the sheets you feel relief but not because the day is over, but because it happened.
and you say really ridiculous things that can be put on greeting cards and still mean them.
but there's a reason cliches exist and old-time remedies are still used.
did you really believe otherwise?
your everyday life includes playing with babies, writing down stage directions, creating new people and worlds, making meals while havin' a chat and a laugh. you sit next to your best friend at the symphony and become overwhelmed with the beauty of it all that your face has tears rolling into the corners of your smile. you decide you will hold this hand through the overcrowded sweaty room and you remember how friends are so precious at all times. you realize your baby brother and sister are 14 years old in just a few hours and they are utterly invincible and perfect. your neighborhood is full of children shouting with glee and old women yelling in other languages, and yet it still becomes so silent that you recall your heart, the actual organ, and it feels strong and useful.
the pain you've felt that you thought would never end is complete.
the humming ache you've lived with you now have maybe outlasted.
when your body hits the sheets you feel relief but not because the day is over, but because it happened.
and you say really ridiculous things that can be put on greeting cards and still mean them.
but there's a reason cliches exist and old-time remedies are still used.
Friday, August 8, 2008
we were sparkling
1. i turned 21
2. i moved
3. i had three wise teeth pulled outta me
and i love everything.
it's true.
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