Cary, Alright. I know. Call me delusional. I’m dating (god that word truly rots) a few people, and as Shaune Ferguson wished upon me last time we had a chat, I am not lacking in the good sex department…. but… I’m a chick. My romantic reality, therefore, is based on delusion. I must request, as … [Read more…]
how is it I have been here eleven months already? i still don’t think of myself as a californian. and i want to go home. more than that, i just want to be home. i want to wake up knowing i am somewhere i belong. that my family is close by. yet, if i went … [Read more…]
And you don’t want me to be your wife. I understand that. It doesn’t even take compassion. No one wants to be where they’ve already been. Or at least, no one I love. Forward motion. That’s positive. And of course your dream of love has been destroyed, of course it has. It won’t come back, … [Read more…]
“Daddy, Daddy come back. you forgot. You forgot the papers, you forgot.” I stood there in the doorway, afraid of my self at once afraid of you. For the first time in my life I am talking to you, I have talked to you. I showed you the picture of me when I was five. … [Read more…]
the wild parrots of dolores st. squawk as i walk by. ringing in my ears the sounds of memories, eating me alive in my new home. i feel so far away and yet i see what is real in people all around me. i still cannot see what is real in me. i miss you … [Read more…]
No one said all this was easy I never promised you serenity. What I offer you may take or leave behind but I never said I wouldn’t be hard I never said you’d love me all the time. It’s not a love song that I write here in these walls there is no lover’s bliss … [Read more…]