Monday, November 26, 2012

his voice is sung
through
plastic gold teeth



Tuesday, November 20, 2012

wedding singer tales

Wednesday, November 7, 2012

all these strange dreams, again


Monday, October 29, 2012

death of dignity for the love of privacy
death of privacy for the love of self


Friday, October 19, 2012

waiting on that something
waiting on that someone



Saturday, October 13, 2012

please sleep softly

these tiny speakers,
i listen to lies seep out of their pores and voices of old lovers who haven't aged a day since i left them.
but the love grew old and the songs got dated.
i stopped going out on dates.
now i wait patiently for fleeting moments and stares exchanged to decide the premise of new lovers. they come and go. i go and come.
i generally go too much, can't say i don't like it.
together they make sense. they help me make sense of foot steps i try and trace backwards with the thought of forward motion.




Thursday, October 4, 2012

south of the equator
lies decoded
beauty abrupt yet stunning
silence amidst city breaths.



Tuesday, September 18, 2012

in a city
people like you exist.
you do.
most times it's just dust and clouds.


Wednesday, August 29, 2012

birth and babies and birthdays
and cake and parties
and getting older
maybe just old.


Tuesday, August 21, 2012

everyone who pretended.



Tuesday, August 7, 2012

cherry tea 
and imagined 
shopping sprees.



Sunday, July 29, 2012

crass lies from telephone lines.


Tuesday, July 17, 2012

i just wanted to say
that sometimes...


Sunday, July 8, 2012

cool kids don't think twice.


Monday, July 2, 2012

luck.
or so the saying goes.



Tuesday, June 19, 2012

trav'lin light
it's just unlwaful.


Sunday, June 10, 2012

real stain
on
fake satin


Thursday, June 7, 2012

our histories are crumbling.
mombasa, kenya.

Thursday, May 31, 2012

i'm
not
your
heartbreaker


Tuesday, May 29, 2012

when i read, it's not often things make sense
but when that moment comes into view
and the letters line themselves up as awkward lies
i remember why i started turning the page.

b

Monday, May 21, 2012

i've got so much to tell you,
if i could only find you.





Sunday, May 20, 2012

threading delicate,
seat me in the sun
with the misrepresented queens.


Sunday, May 13, 2012

talking to myself
sunday romance blooming on empty
staring through broken window panes
and speckled dusk dust.



Saturday, May 12, 2012

ibrahim the seahorse
that wasn't.

Wednesday, May 9, 2012

1:08 AM


Tuesday, May 1, 2012

"heaven knows it's got to be this time..."
miniature realities of what may become of her.


Tuesday, April 24, 2012

banking on a bench of billions

Sunday, April 22, 2012

plastic ponies told her about
secret underwater ceremonies.
she was left with heavy choices to make.


Sunday, April 15, 2012

...just because i always knew
that i wasn't always going to roll out of bed
and wake up to the sound of the ocean drying her tears.



Friday, April 13, 2012

let me be your souvenir.


Tuesday, April 10, 2012

april showers
lonesome t.v. dinners
records echo and
shadows don't fall on floral carpets.
                        




Saturday, April 7, 2012

time to skip town
buy some chocolate cake for the road
and be a young rebel again.



Wednesday, March 28, 2012




craving a winter sky iced with rain clouds.
just for one day.



Thursday, March 22, 2012

Wednesday, March 21, 2012

Sunday, March 18, 2012

it's starting to feel
like i'm eating
cardboard cicadas for dinner.



Saturday, March 10, 2012

time for a new hair do/style.


Monday, March 5, 2012

please be real.



Sunday, March 4, 2012

shopping for jesus and friends.
we're here to celebrate.



Tuesday, February 28, 2012

lazy afternoons
in the middle of busy life schedules
and morning light.

after the moment.


Tuesday, February 21, 2012

berlin, you were cool.
berlin, you were cold.


Monday, February 6, 2012

home.



Monday, January 30, 2012

softies.
time warps.

colour.

words.
four year olds.

cameras.

always cameras.

poise.



Thursday, January 26, 2012

(you're) the piece of gold on my black wall.



Tuesday, January 17, 2012

down the hill.
down the street.
i met you somewhere.



Sunday, January 8, 2012

i saw you peeking though the door.
new year. new you, you said.


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