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“Buboes?” “Yes… They’re what exploded and caused the plague to continue. If you were within 30 feet of someone when those things exploded, you were as good as fucked.”

Posted By Dani On 03.31.2013 @ 3:07 pm

There I was – on some nameless two-lane highway between Mankato and Worthington, on the vast expanse of prairie, with whipping wind and sideways snow – with a stalled 2004 Toyota Sienna.

Posted By Dani On 02.22.2013 @ 5:52 pm

I like to lather on the sunscreen these days, big gobs of 30, 45 spy, sometimes 70 if I’m in the mood. I just keep picturing some of the shriveled up specimens I see walking on Siesta Key beach, dark brown and leathery – are they even human?

Posted By Dani On 02.21.2013 @ 6:33 pm

I don’t think that I grasped the finality of our friendship until after she had moved to New York. When she said “Don’t ever call me again,” she wasn’t kidding. When I tried to look her up, her name was nowhere to be found – Facebook, Linked In, Whitepages – nowhere.

Posted By Dani On 02.19.2013 @ 6:02 pm

Hot, heavy limbs. Each step feels like I’m wearing snow pants soaked in wet cement.

Posted By Dani On 02.16.2013 @ 2:35 pm

Her features were delicate, yet almost to the point of looking gaunt. With those cheeks drawn in, it was as if she was holding her breath, waiting for the next tragic story to touch her soul.

Posted By Dani On 02.01.2013 @ 5:12 am

From far off across the grey waters, I could see the swell moving toward me, growing and looming. I paddled faster, not ready for such a monstrous wave to topple me on my first trip out on the board.

Posted By Dani On 01.31.2013 @ 5:15 am

I was feeling very swell until a overweight zebra came and sat on me. I felt even less swell when the elephants saw what they where missing out on.

Posted By Dani On 01.30.2013 @ 3:19 pm

I was feeling very swell until a overweighted zebra came and sat on me. I felt even less swell when the elephants saw what they where missing out on.

Posted By Dani On 01.30.2013 @ 3:18 pm

I picked up the baby in my arms. She was cold, barely covered with just a dirty pink t-shirt and an overpacked diaper. It was hard to tell how old she was, because she had this mass of thick red curls, yet could barely lift her head when I held her.

Posted By Dani On 01.29.2013 @ 5:02 pm

I am an artist. I try to not act like one. Artists tend to have an aura of being cool and otherworldly. There is nothing cool about me. There are no cool words that I could use to gloss over situations, or act like I perceive things you never could. On my way home tonight, I’ll probably pass at least 10 homeless people. There lives aren’t cool. I could fight with my family, break up with a friend over misunderstandings, my dog could die. We all, or most, know the feeling and it isn’t cool. We’re all only humans, floating on a ball through space.

Posted By Dani On 01.27.2013 @ 12:39 pm

‘Speak every time you stand, lest you forget yourself.’ This is what Anis Morjani said in a poem, and it is what I use as my mantra, often. It is important for others to hear your voice, but even more, for YOU to hear your voice. What we speak to ourselves makes us who we are, what we believe, what we can conquer. Do not forget yourself.

Posted By Dani On 01.26.2013 @ 11:28 am

I would love to visit somewhere gorgeous and tropical. A paradise with white soft sand beaches like powdered sugar and blue oceans that look turquoise and white in the light. Where there are no clouds, and everything is perfect.

Posted By Dani On 01.21.2013 @ 11:17 pm

destroy? I don’t like that word. I don’t think anything should be destroyed…. everything is a part of the world. It all makes us who were are… so I don’t think anything should ever be destroyed. It all has a purpose and a beauty…. I think ppl destroy too much on this earth

Posted By Dani On 01.19.2013 @ 6:36 pm

There was a reference to the darkness hidden in his eyes. I had no idea what to do, but I knew somehow that I would help him, despite the costs. It was crazy, lunacy, but I knew it. Just like I knew my name and my family. I didn’t know why. Just like I didn’t know the color of his eyes.

Posted By Dani On 01.06.2013 @ 7:03 pm

brown. moist. grows our food. smells like worms. dirty. natural. cool. boring. blah. annoying when not in the mood. always somewhere. grows flowers.

Posted By dani On 12.28.2012 @ 11:50 pm

dirt brown worms ground earth worms plants flowers food vegetables sun rocks sediment wet dry water roots trees poop

Posted By Dani On 12.28.2012 @ 10:18 pm

DUE HAIKU ————————— SO MANY THINGS DUE MY HEAD IS GONNA EXPLODE CHRISTMAS COME HERE NOW

Posted By Dani On 12.16.2012 @ 4:45 pm

This object, this thing This fantastic thing you gave me You part of universe, now mine So mine. You’re mine My universe My thing My object

Posted By Dani On 12.02.2012 @ 3:06 pm

rise of the guardians I have yet to see dark knight rises was good rise rise rise rise rise the z sound is kind of strange now that i think about rizzzzzze.

Posted By Dani On 11.29.2012 @ 2:13 pm

it will be

Posted By dani On 11.25.2012 @ 11:18 am

While sitting in class, a teacher tells you that you have a research report to complete and turn in by Monday morning. So over the weekend you go down to the local library. Many shelves are equally distanced from one wall to the other.

Posted By dani On 11.25.2012 @ 8:46 am

Well now I’m back to hall. Whenever I think of it I think of the corridor just outside of my bedroom at my moms house. Then I think of the various halls of all the places that I’ve lived before and try to decide which one is my favorite, which one is the most like home.

Posted By Dani On 11.21.2012 @ 2:10 pm

How does one learn? Through books, maybe. But I believe that we learn most by being brave enough to strike up conversations with strangers, stake out new paths, and understand that along our journey we are bound to hit roadblocks.

Posted By Dani On 02.12.2013 @ 5:27 am

I learned in school today that the average pickle is named fred and loves to swim in pickle juice at his nearby ymca

Posted By Dani On 02.11.2013 @ 4:16 pm

i had a hundred dollars this morning, and I went and changed it into smaller notes. I wish I had the money for myself, not for the shop. If there were a hundred sheeps (sheep?) then would I fall asleep counting it like they say? I don’t think that’s ever worked for me, strangely..

Posted By Dani On 09.28.2012 @ 7:47 pm

i breathe everyday without thinking, without pausing without even comprehending what life would be like without my breath. Can you imagine how tiring it would be if we had to remember to take each and every breath? What if we were allowed to forget sometimes?

Posted By dani On 09.28.2012 @ 6:11 am

Before I knew him, I did not love. But now it’s after and I am left standing alone, singly, waiting for time to roll over and him to realize who I am. I wish it were before again.

Posted By Dani On 09.24.2012 @ 10:44 pm

I have learned to live with fear of the worst, deep I the longs dark night or I the middle of a bright one. I learned a long time ago that love is the only consolation to such a fear as this.

Posted By dani On 09.23.2012 @ 6:39 pm

People, can’t say that I like “people”, you know. Not “people” person, you know? I like you though. You’re not “people”, any of you, are you? You’re a person.

Posted By dani On 09.22.2012 @ 8:59 pm