Entries By Alyson
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dusk
Twilight and dirt, dirty desert and the moon just on the horizon big and swollen and yellow after twilight and dusk, dusk in the evening making everything hazy and crippling judgments. I kiss everybody then.
Posted By alyson On 05.10.2009 @ 1:01 am
win
True love wins, winning things winning hearts winning everything we’re supposed to on TV in magazines and movies, true love is IT, true love is THE THING, that ONE THING that makes us win. If we have IT then we are IT and we win win win oh yes do we win.
Posted By alyson On 05.05.2009 @ 8:12 pm
deny
Denial. Not just a river in Egypt. You don’t want to admit. You don’t want to care, and you absolutely want no one to know about it.
Posted By alyson On 11.27.2008 @ 11:16 pm
carefully
Always be careful. You spend your whole life being careful, and yet, what we all crave is that one moment when we lose control, and are anything but careful.
Posted By alyson On 07.13.2008 @ 2:17 am
track
Little hearts, backward, a trail of them pressed into the ground. I smell earth and feces, I walk along, attuned. I am not a little girl anymore, scared and alone. I am a tracker a hunter a warrior and I refuse to let getting lost scare me.
Posted By Alyson On 06.24.2009 @ 10:57 am
gym
Shiny floors sticking to my shoes… everything is waxy and hateful here. I’m no good at running and jumping yet. I’m just a little girl. I never played jump rope beforeIcan’tclimbaropeikeeptrippingovertheladdersknockingdownhurdlescantclimbcantruncantjump.
I’m not good enough.
They’ll laugh at me.
Posted By alyson On 08.22.2009 @ 10:18 pm
chrome
Tables and chairs at the 50′s diner. Fender Benders, in Glendora with my crazy crazy grandmother. She thought I was being Buddhist, but I really just like incense. A very Christian lady… crazy crazy grandmother. Whenever I see chrome I think of my reflection in the table legs after I wiped them down with a moist towelette. “To keep away germs,” she said.
Posted By alyson On 08.21.2009 @ 5:27 am
optional
ABCD multiple choice, you always are supposed to pick C. It’s the most common answer, and you can usually fake your way through anything pretty well by picking C. It’s the space between the lines, between the rain, the space where you’re momentarily free from getting a shit ton of water dumped all over your head.
Posted By alyson On 08.19.2009 @ 5:06 am
radio
On the radio we hear songs of sorrow, change the channel; we hear songs with thumping bass, change the channel; we hear folksy bluesy songs, songs with a twangy gee-tar, change the channel.
Turn the radio off.
Can you hear it? This is our moment.
Posted By Alyson On 08.11.2009 @ 8:06 pm
On the radio we hear songs of sorrow, change the channel; we hear songs with thumping bass, change the channel; we hear folksy bluesy songs, songs with a twangy gee-tar, change the channel.
Turn the radio off.
Can you hear it? This is our moment.
Posted By Alyson On 08.11.2009 @ 8:06 pm
collapse
Collapse: like a rag doll dropped on the floor in the middle of a thunderstorm because you’re frightened by the great and terrible sounds. Your daddy holds you close; you can smell his beard. The doll is left behind on the rough wood floor, soaking up rain from the leaky roof as you forget your fear and become a big girl.
Posted By alyson On 08.04.2009 @ 8:56 pm
growing
Leaves vines everywhere in my hair in my mind, growing growing filling up spaces filling up my soul in the pockets in the places meant for your hand to fit so delicately in mine, everything is growing, we’re growing, I’m letting myself drift upward into the sky, grasping at the handles of cars, letting go and searching for giants everywhere.
Posted By alyson On 07.21.2009 @ 9:45 pm
feathered
Thick rustling of tutus reverberated from the dressing room walls. Pearls draped and cheeks flushed. Feathered wires clung to shoulders of excited young girls as they peeked from behind the heavy stage curtain, smiling.
Posted By Alyson On 09.28.2008 @ 3:01 am
brick
High away on the top of the skyscraper, pulling at my toenails there sits a brick, porous. Pull pull pull. It scrapes the bottoms of my feet. The bluebirds dance around my head and a sudden flash of red knocks one to the ground.
Posted By Alyson On 09.07.2008 @ 2:31 pm
delay
Creeping sanity, juggling juggling. This delay of my mind is irritating. I’ll miss the next train and then where will I be? The engineer needs to be quick, step light, move fast. Don’t delay.
Posted By Alyson On 08.30.2008 @ 11:48 am
natural
When im around him, i feel different, i feel on top of the world. Like i can do anything. I feel beautiful, special, amazing.
I feel like i can do anything if i put my mind to it. I feel natural.
naturally beautiful.
Posted By Alyson On 01.13.2010 @ 1:12 pm
burst
She looked at him, her face lit up, her eyes grew bright, her heart burst. When she saw the other girl go up to him, and kiss him. Her heart bursted again. In the bad way. She would never feel the same about some other person. She loved him, but he didnt love back.
Posted By Alyson On 01.09.2010 @ 5:00 pm
virtual
The world is quickly turning into a virtual world what with the likes of Youtube, Facebook, Myspace and twitter. IMing things such as AIM and Skype help keep worlds that seem far apart closer than ever. The virtual world is an easy place to live in.
Posted By alyson On 11.12.2009 @ 6:52 pm
orchid
My breath turns to frost in the autumn air… white clouds rise from my throat. Leaves crunch beneath my feet. In the window a fragile orchid trembles, and my heart aches with longing and the tension of individuality.
Posted By alyson On 01.01.1970 @ 12:00 am
