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Time. It can be cruel, can’t it? It can take away and harm, decay and eat away at most anything. The thing is though, it can also bring good times. It can renew and restore. Without time, what would we have? Not much, that is for sure.

Posted By Ilana On 05.02.2013 @ 6:42 pm

second clause. scary word, meaning there’s more to come. I may not want to hear this info. in addition. useful but boring word. Also, there’s juice in the fridge and cookies on the counter. comforting. making me hungry what am i doing typnig this

Posted By ilana On 03.08.2013 @ 11:08 pm

A bee crawling along my windowsill. Light flashing through the curtains. My roommate tossing and turning as she attempts to sleep. The pictures of my past hanging up on my walls. My fingers typing.

Posted By Ilana On 11.18.2012 @ 4:14 am

I always find loose threads on my floor and its so irritating. I wish they would disappear. I don’t know much about them..what’s a thread count? Ugh

Posted By Ilana On 08.16.2011 @ 12:55 am

When she smiles it’s like the word stops spinning. It’s like she’s the only person I’ve ever known. And she is the only girl I ever want to know. I love her more than anything and more than anyone. I don’t know how I’d get up in the morning without seeing her face. But now she is gone. I don’t see her face. Just her smiling next to someone new, while I sit, slowly drifting into nothingness. Without her.

Posted By Ilana On 06.17.2011 @ 8:56 am

The train pulled into the station at 4 P.M that Thursday evening. Emily had run away from home. She didn’t know where she was headed or where she wanted to be headed but she knew she had had to get. The conductor called that this was the last stop and she timidly walked off the train, not knowing what to expect from this new place.

Posted By Ilana On 06.15.2011 @ 10:25 am

Sarah walked through the cemetary. She had just attended her sister’s funeral. She wore her black, knee-length skirt, the same one she had worn to her mother’s funeral three years prior. Her sister was all she had had left, and now she was gone. Sarah looked at the bright sky, hoping to feel a sense of renewal, a sense of faith But all she felt was loneliness.

Posted By Ilana On 06.12.2011 @ 3:14 am

Sarah walked through the cemetery. She had just attended her sister’s funeral. She was wearing a black suit; the same one she had been wearing to her mother’s funeral five years ago. After their mother passed away, Sarah and her sister only had each other But now Sarah was all alone. Without her mother; without her sister. This funeral marked the first day of an entirely new chapter in her life.

Posted By Ilana On 06.12.2011 @ 3:11 am

a torch is a way of seeing where you’re going. it can be carried around the world and through the arctic and through caves and underwater i suppose if someone figured it out. torch can be a verb and it kind of sounds like teach, which is a funny coincidence. it also sounds like scorch. scorch the front porch with a torch.

Posted By ilana On 05.25.2011 @ 12:39 pm

Bones are white they’re long and thin and hard and get chewed on by dogs and buried in yards they hold you up they weigh you down they’re all that’s left when you’re burned they’re the one thing you don’t ever want to see that belongs to you but they’re on display in museums all the time they’d make good weapons but that’d be gross.

Posted By ilana On 05.11.2011 @ 8:29 pm

I like heels. there are many different colors of high heels. they can be sparkly or plain. they can be zebra print or bright red. when people who have never walked in heels put on stilettos they look like baby giraffes learning how to walk.

Posted By Ilana On 05.07.2011 @ 10:04 am

i cant spell dinosaur i remember in 1st grade we had it for a spelling word and i got it wrong.i think i cried. i was always a very good student and i hated getting things wrong. there was this one kid who loved dinosaurs. i hated him! he spelled it right :(

Posted By Ilana On 05.03.2011 @ 3:28 pm

I wander around the forest clapping my hands and praying to be heard. The sound echoes through the trees but I receive no sound in return to my scream. How long will I wander in darkness alone?

Posted By Ilana On 03.15.2011 @ 4:07 am

romeo, chicago, books, everything is illuminated, music, apples, dark chocolate covered bananas, sheridan road, lake michigan, high school, rings, dancing, whiskey, nikon, everything

Posted By ilana On 01.12.2009 @ 7:42 pm

it starts with an oval, not too big, then meets a curved, swooped tail with a small seemingly discrete bit sticking out on top. next it appears to be a circle, but it is interrupted with a straight line severing it in hailf, and that other end never quite reaches to complete this oval-like circle. another vowel is to follow, curvy and seductive. its got a swoop like no other letter and a tail just the opposite of that on the “g”….

Posted By ilana On 01.01.1970 @ 12:00 am

They had to go there, right now. Right this second. Matt looked over at him, hope in his eyes. They had no time to lose, and they had a purpose now. He grinned at Matt, nodding. “We’ll make it. I swear to god we will.”

Posted By Ilana On 08.21.2009 @ 5:06 pm

I vowed to love you forever but I lied! I vowed you are the one but I lied Why did you trust me to do as I had said, since talk is cheap! You are better off without me, I said it before. Forget me!

Posted By Ilana On 03.02.2009 @ 3:53 am

Dappled shade covered the floor of the forest, and my feet sank ankle deep into the carpet of leaves. It was tiring, this walking, picking my way through the dense undergrowth; and it was cold, too. Though now I was beginning to get warm. Where was I?

Posted By Ilana On 04.12.2009 @ 4:21 am

I am inspired to write by the word “inspired.” Inspiration is all anybody needs in order to write anything. Inspiration is my muse. It’s what makes me do what I do. It’s how I write papers and pass my classes. It’s how I make decisions. Inspiration is one of the most important aspects of my life.

Posted By Ilana On 02.27.2010 @ 1:18 pm