• paper commented on the post, weaving 3 days, 22 hours ago

    it’s got you locked in place, that sickly mutation of your soul, got you stuck sticking feet sunk into muddy souls where all things green grow from and yet it is nothing but dirt and what you reap depends first on what you sow. do like those fortune cookies and white-teeth authors say, love, and water me. or, be barren and let your feet float free, rootless, hurtless, like that poor baby in the elevator heading to the 15th floor whose hand i will never let go of. the boy’s got you tight as thread between thread and then he tells you everything needs a way out.

    you know where the exit is. you are tired because you know exactly where it is and you say please please please and still you end up like this, selfish and pathetic and clawing for a reason to stay in.

  • Oz Nolem commented on the post, settlement 1 week ago

    There is no room for love in my heart. That has long been gone. I reached a #settlement between serenity and rage that involves no love. However, compassion I will always have for all beings in suffering. But for those who seek to judge me I will destroy your horizon. @oneword @oznolem

  • paper commented on the post, headband 1 week, 3 days ago

    “you got another think coming,” t says and looks him in the eye. how one could be so defiant with such a soft girly tongue, ah. but c has other things to think about.

    expression fierce like eagle talons over beds of lavender, that wild beauty of nature. t is something like a painting. something to look at from afar. not a scene to step into.

    c grins.

  • paper commented on the post, tribal 1 week, 3 days ago

    thinking about what you’ve become and how you never thought you’d be here. learning you are made of red. painting skin, painting walls. fingerprints. watching the rest travel in packs. you become an animal alone. the echo of your past howls worn and tattered in your human eardrums, the wild streak marring your heartless organized structure, a cave made for thousands so empty it presses your skull in.

  • paper commented on the post, venice 1 week, 6 days ago

    the mascara hurts on her eyelashes, hard like dry bare branches in the dead empty air before winter. she remembers when kohl was smudged and soft and sexy, she remembers cold night air on her bare thighs and glitter and when She was heavy and warm on her arm. her eyes feel dry and foreign. like Her, flighty and yet so low low low beneath the earth, wherever She lives, somewhere across the sea.

  • RS Bohn commented on the post, trails 3 weeks, 6 days ago

    White trails across the sky: seventeen comets. Black trails over the fence: raccoons, and more raccoons. Banking all these, a pocketful of images to eat one at a time when I am old.

  • RS Bohn commented on the post, transform 1 month ago

    Across the Zone of Avoidance lies another galaxy, slowly pulling us in. Passing through gas and debris and comet dust, we transform: a hundred million lifetimes from now, I will see you again, as through fractals, you and me split and mirrored, over and over.

  • Oz Nolem commented on the post, transform 1 month ago

    In the moment of #transformation, I get to take with me the pure essence of what I’ve always been looking for. Though I’ve always buried it with the numbing desire of the flesh. Today, with courage and trust, I leap into the unknown, wishing and hoping to find her. @oneword @oznolem

  • Oz Nolem commented on the post, takeoff 1 month, 2 weeks ago

    Go into the field and dance in a circle you crazy little bastard! You’re ideas #takeoff life a soft noodle leaving a bruise on someones face after you smack them with it. It doesn’t work! It never will! No go! #oneword @oznolem

  • Oz Nolem commented on the post, bicycle 1 month, 2 weeks ago

    Why is it that sometimes, when I put my foot on the floor, it feels like a squishy mess. Now I remember why! All those damn drugs I took a hours ago have me feeling like a flying fuck, and I’m on a #bicycle. But I’m not sure how I’ve not fallen off. This is bullshit! #oneword @oznolem

  • Oz Nolem commented on the post, falter 2 months ago

    Intros into this line of thinking often causes one to #falter and question what they believe. But that is exactly what proves his guilt. Unfortunately the council will come to clarity too late. #OneWord @oznolem

  • paper commented on the post, amused 2 months ago

    probably, at the end of the day, when there’s nothing left and he’s sitting there with blistered feet on black linoleum he’s gonna say okay, well, to hell with it. to hell with you. that’s not fair to the boy, a voice in his head will say, it’s a good thing, probably. and then the boy will come and smile sadly and say sorry one last time and he’ll think no. to hell with you. to hell with you.

  • Oz Nolem commented on the post, underdog 2 months, 2 weeks ago

    I walk through my shadow in wanting and yearning. Seeing through the wickedness I once nourished and feeling the thrashing blood coursing through my veins reveals my breath’s betrayal. I fear the dark #underdog has awoken. #oneword @oznolem

  • Oz Nolem commented on the post, failing 2 months, 2 weeks ago

    I sit lightly against the car seat, not wanting to be here because I don’t belong. They all want me to be this creature that can smack tipsy mosquitoes, but I’m #failing at that. All I want to do is play hopscotch. #oneword @oznolem

  • Oz Nolem commented on the post, retreat 2 months, 3 weeks ago

    That was back when my love for her was untainted. When I could #retreat into her eyes without ravenous desire. When my hand over her heart was alive in her soul. When she felt the boundless enormity of the sky in my kiss. But it all fell apart…something went horribly wrong. #oneword @oznolem

  • robyn commented on the post, hardly 2 months, 3 weeks ago

    if we are all just mirrors
    of the places we’ve born witness to,
    then i would still love him for all of it

  • RS Bohn commented on the post, dignity 2 months, 3 weeks ago

    She wore dignity in scraps; the single petals of daisies, the bit of ragweed that made him sneeze. The flexing branch of a golden tree, behind her head.

    And still it cloaked her, so that her steps made no sound in the forest. When Summer came upon him, yet sleeping, in the place he thought no one could find…

    She left her dignity behind, and cast a longing look at his fragile form.

    Winter would never know.

  • RS Bohn commented on the post, tambourine 3 months, 1 week ago

    ‘comes the mailman. He’s tapping his tambourine today. Up the walks, under trees, playing for squirrels. If he’s got a message, we’ll know. We’ll hear it in the way the tambourine shakes. But for now, nothing. Not a single thing the wind doesn’t already know.

  • I got to let it go! Rarely do I watch what is happening in front of me. At this point in life, the government’s benevolence provide all that I could dream of. I must let go! All I need to do is be a #pedestrian in this Federal Servanthood. Walk alone. Stay in the lines. Don’t go far or fast. Everything will be given to me. #oneword @oznolem

  • RS Bohn commented on the post, couple 3 months, 4 weeks ago

    The coupling lasted no more than a handful of minutes; the last shooting stars of the night drowned in purple dawn. Heidi looked up, through branches bare of leaves, at the clouds and never-ending sky, and listened as he put his trousers back on.

    “Breakfast?” he said, without reaching for her.

    “No,” she said. “I’m fine.”

    With a soft huff of relief, he was gone, tramping back through the woods to his house, to his wife.

    Heidi turned and lay her forehead against rough bark. It strummed beneath her touch. Someday, she thought. Someday.