Entries By Alexandra
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secret
There was a time that I thought secrets were something of a mystery, why would someone seek to keep them so close? But in reality they really are something that keeps life interesting. A secret helps you know who your friends are, and helps separate your identity from those around you.
Posted By Alexandra On 08.04.2012 @ 9:31 am
holder
Can you hold a star?
Bright, white, burning star. Singes your fingers and blinds your eyes. Beautiful to see, but too hot to touch.
Can you hold a star?
Posted By Alexandra On 07.25.2012 @ 10:28 am
sonar
The sonar ticked continuously. Every second seemend an eternity and we prayed that it will not quicken it’s pace. That it will not find enemy ships in the vicinity, or else, we would be doomed.
Posted By Alexandra On 07.17.2012 @ 11:37 pm
doorknob
It wouldn’t open. It wouldn’t. Need the key. Got to get the key. But he had it. He’d always had it. He dangled it in front of her nose just as he had before. Always. Close but always out of reach. The bastard.
Posted By Alexandra On 07.14.2012 @ 10:25 am
science
motion
My life is in motion, everything is moving so fast, I can barely figure out where I’m going. People are dancing around me like mad men, like malicious harlequins with grotesque masks. They are misleading me in faraway corners of my own existence, in darkness and despair.
Posted By Alexandra On 07.02.2012 @ 12:48 am
crust
The fresh crunch of freshly baked bread. The crust crisp and the bread soft and warm in your mouth. The relief of newly brewed coffee to wash it down.
The perfect way to start the day.
Posted By Alexandra On 06.28.2012 @ 4:06 pm
racket
Something you use to hit a flying object with, supposedly a ball. For example a tennis racket. If you want, you could use a racket for other things like hitting your stupid ex boyfriend with or your annoying parents. Be careful to not have any deadly consequences when using a racket.
Posted By Alexandra On 06.10.2012 @ 12:34 pm
nest
where baby birds sleep. the mother makes it with various things such as branches, and leaves. babes are cute. birds i mean. when they sleep and oh dear lord.once when i was little i found a nest. my friend destroyed it. i was really sad and i tried to make another nest. thank god the eggs didn’t break. i made the nest out of mobile phone remains.
Posted By Alexandra On 06.10.2012 @ 5:40 am
My mom will be an empty nester soon. I’m worried about her but I think it might also be good for her. I’m worried it will strengthen her and Jill’s bond which is a horrible thing to be worried about but as long as Shona and I ad here were first
Posted By Alexandra On 06.09.2012 @ 11:31 pm
sunglasses
I can squint all I want, but my cheapskate nature is what’s going to lead to my blindness. The heat of the Philippine sun bears down on me and makes my skin sticky. It’s only me, trying to rub off the humidity. I wish I could be with you instead, with your strong hands to shade my eyes.
Posted By Alexandra On 04.19.2012 @ 2:45 am
In this sweltering heat, I yearn for sunglasses. Perhaps I could hide a little from the unbearable glare that shines off of everything. Maybe then I could adjust a little to the heat. Maybe then I could pretend I’m not six thousand miles away from you. But my wallet stays closed and my eyes squint closer together.
Posted By Alexandra On 04.19.2012 @ 2:42 am
belief
belief isn’t about anything, it’s outside of itself, it’s unbelievable
Posted By alexandra On 03.13.2012 @ 6:59 am
gourmet
I walked into the room to see a gourmet spread sitting on the table. He was standing beside it, dressed to the nines. The first thought that came to mind was, “he never cooks.” I knew something special was going to happen… But what?
Posted By Alexandra On 03.11.2012 @ 9:37 am
professional
someone who is of high rank because they are experienced. Will I ever be professional at something? Well, at least at something I enjoy doing. This is stupid why am I doing this like you tell me not to think but that’s impossible can’t write and not think.
Posted By Alexandra On 03.05.2012 @ 8:24 pm
town
A nice place. Small buildings, cobble stone streets. People with smiles who will always be nice to you. and I nice park.
Posted By Alexandra On 03.04.2012 @ 4:15 pm
sweat
He loosened his collar and fiddled with his tie.
White roses check.
Chocolates check.
Open the door. “Forgive me?”
Posted By Alexandra On 03.03.2012 @ 5:24 pm
weave
weaving letters and stories are all part of my life and part of what i want to do but most of all i want to weave my way into your heart. weave. like fabric, binding you to me. weave like baskets strong and sturdy how you hold me up. weave.
Posted By Alexandra On 03.02.2012 @ 9:47 pm
lift
Lift your hands to the sky.
Keep your truth from your lie.
So that your when you die
You can let your spirits fly.
Posted By Alexandra On 02.25.2012 @ 4:28 pm
loss
Needles are pushed and pricked into your skin like a pin cushion. You can’t breathe because of the invisible hands clenching at your throat. Your hands clench so tight you can see the marrow of your bones. You swear you aren’t crying because that’s just a speck of dirt getting caught in your eye even when your cheeks feel hot and wet and the tears are falling like rain.
While a hole is carved out of your heart.
Posted By Alexandra On 02.24.2012 @ 1:22 am
butterfly
“Butterflies are free!” Said my father at my cousins wedding. “No they aren’t, I paid for these cake decorations” She was not the happiest bride. And she just couldn’t figure out why everyone was laughing.
Posted By Alexandra On 02.08.2012 @ 9:08 pm
hoop
He says, “Jump.”
They say, “How high?”
He says, “Through a hoop.”
They say, “How many?”
Leap. Jump. Prance. It’s all the same.
Snap. Respond.
They all answer to his command. They all dance to the same tune.
Posted By Alexandra On 01.28.2012 @ 2:21 pm
collar
The tiny puppy struggled hopelessly and helplessly against his collar, just trying to see the whole world that was out in front of him. He was only a month old, but he was just so eager to see everything. I wished I had that kind of passion, that kind of drive for anything.
Posted By Alexandra On 01.27.2012 @ 1:45 am
on his shirt, it sat. i quizzically looked at it, how interesting? the white collar man would be in my bedroom later that afternoon, his wife would not know. “it will be fine” he said. “hahahahaa” little did he know.
Posted By alexandra On 01.26.2012 @ 11:09 pm
bellow
I bellow in the streets, I bellow in the sheets. Like a lion, I am proud and strong. I do not lie defenselss but stand up for myself and my voice; my roar. And none of this weak shit. You’ll be able to hear me miles away. Cup your hands to your ears no more saints.
Posted By Alexandra On 01.16.2012 @ 6:10 pm
positively
I am positively certain that what I just did was a complete JOKE! There’s no way I’m doing that again, unless I’m bringing either a person who knows where to go or a GPS thingy. I’m positively certain.
Posted By Alexandra On 11.11.2011 @ 11:06 am
alarmist
I am someone who wants to alarm those around me. I am unsettled, thus making others unsettled as well. I could be someone focused on setting off alarms. Either way, I am not in peace nor am happy.
Posted By Alexandra On 11.07.2011 @ 7:47 am
riots
riots have caused change have caused suffering have cause death some are for the better some are for the worst
riots,riots, everywhere.
oh, so human
Posted By Alexandra On 10.28.2011 @ 9:24 pm
still
“Don’t move,” he whispered in my ear, “I’ll be right back.” And yet another promise was broken. The promise was broken, and so was my heart. All I wanted was for him to love me the way that I loved him, but I guess that still isn’t meant to be.
Posted By Alexandra On 10.27.2011 @ 10:30 pm
