Tag Archives: alive
pay no mind
break all the mirrors throw the make up into the sea burn the tight shirts, the expensive jeans, the uncomfortable shoes don’t look any kind of way just be. fuck all the rest
Filed under first person, instructions, prose
workout not working out
use the muscles one foot then one foot then one foot. the pulse, the strain, not the pain. don’t call it pain call it a tremor or a quake one foot then one foot then one foot. something to let … Continue reading
Filed under first person, singular
untitled part one
Jan 31st, 2006 “5-4-3-2-1. . .Happy New Year!!!” Champagne corks popped all around the room, and thrown confetti landed in everyone’s hair and clothes. Everyone began to remove their masks and grant the first kisses of the year. Adrienne moved to … Continue reading
Filed under series, third person
permission to breathe freely.
In my experience, everyone has a place that makes them feel more alive, like there is a simple reason for life and it’s right in front of them. For me, this is the beach. But not just any … Continue reading
Filed under second person, singular
