men, substantially III – 9/10/98

9/10/98 am. well he showed up at my door as i was writing… 9/10/98 jonathan, you’re wonderful. and i honestly don’t know that i’ve ever met anyone, and grown to care for them, quite so quickly. i wish i had stopped myself, held my guard where i usually hold it. i’m all about the take … [Read more…]

men, substantial II – 9/9/98

9/9/98 well then. true love and lots of reveries come and gone. and there are reasons we don’t dream like we used to in high school. the stakes are higher. people think into the future. if you had only told me. i could’ve pulled the o’ so slick woman of your dreams the strong independent … [Read more…]

breakup

fire filling burning holding rage in my stomach already full of bile of the stench of wanting to destroy exploding longing to throw away the past out the window into the streets hope that glimmered evilly trying to blind myself with splendor idealistic bullshit maintaining beauty where there is not beauty to be found. lashing … [Read more…]

letters from camp boys

Dear Caitlin So here I sit on a dismal & dreary sunday afternoon in the woods. My parents and I came out to this small place on the lake, nestled in a corner with water and rocks all ’round. I run away to find my quiet spot, which I’ve found – and no one else … [Read more…]

grams about mom

Grams & Ed, A big hello with lots of love to both of you. I hope all is well in Vermont. I have been battling homesickness, summer is the hardest season. We don’t really have a summer here, it pretty much stays sunny and spring or foggy and spring throughout the year. I have a … [Read more…]

hey baby, city life – 7/9/98

07/09/98 hey baby. i long to hear it. that voice that rings so true in my mind. i can almost hear what it will sound like. hey gorgeous. how are you. and he’ll take my arm or my hand. he’ll run his fingers over my face. as if he were sculpting me and almost as … [Read more…]

jul 3, 1998 – dave lir

Caitlin Stevens 4414 20th St San Francisco, CA USA    94114 415.648.8533 Dave, Memories and music and so much spinning around. We sat all day exhausted and content in the whirling. The sunlight warmth of laughter, familiar. It was beautiful.  It was. And it passed.  As it should. And I thank you. You won’t know … [Read more…]

pesto & spaghetti

I don’t remember what it is I have to say. have i run this whole way so i could look back and tell them i accomplished something? finally having the means to back myself up finally looking back and i am finding that up until now i didn’t realize how highly i thought of myself. … [Read more…]

almost baby – 5/2/98

5/2/98 it rains and i am happy. harder rain than it has in years clears my mind of all that clutters and lurks. i hear every drop as i touch every muscle. i am no longer ignorant of what i feel. inside i know things move. i’ve never watched before the flow emerging never bitterly … [Read more…]

Ahmi (one sentence character capture)

“heeeeyyy!” ahmi opens her arms wide after opening the door. her hug is tight and warm. “it’s so good to see you! god, how long has it been? you wanna talk out here? i want a cigarette. i told the folks i quit but, you know.” ahmi gets that devilish gleam to her eyes.