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rocket! take me to the moons of saturn. i wanna picnic by the shores of Titan’s ethane oceans. I wanna see Saturn’s rings in the horizon…

Posted By julie On 05.23.2010 @ 1:53 pm

The kite flew away, leaving me along on the ground. Along with John. john and I Had known each other for along time.

Posted By Julie On 05.20.2010 @ 10:51 pm

It flew high in the sky. The bright colors standing out against the now dark sky. Storm weather had the perfect wind for kite flying. Soon enough the rain would bring the kite crashing to the ground. Hopefully anyway, and not a tree.

Posted By Julie On 05.20.2010 @ 1:23 pm

I squeezed the latex between my knees, willing it to break. Wanting to feel the pain upon my thighs.

Posted By Julie On 05.19.2010 @ 1:41 pm

the president. god i’m glad it’s over.

i mean, it’s over right? no more reagan?

Posted By julie On 05.03.2010 @ 8:55 am

a grain of sea salt melting in the water as a baby seal is born. the mountain crumbles into the river washing away to the ocean where it becomes a particle of a large sea.

Posted By julie On 04.23.2010 @ 12:25 pm

this i cannot be. joy? what of it? it isn’t contained within my vocabulary. i know grief and sorrow. absolute joy will always be a a distant dream. sorry for the dramatics.

Posted By julie On 04.20.2010 @ 7:53 pm

As I sat at my desk, I knew it was going to be a long year. No one sat at any of the desk adjacent to mine, not even behind me. I don’t know what I missed over the summer- a tv show, a movie, a new clothing trend, but I was OUT. And it was clear. Too bad she’ll never know.

Posted By Julie On 04.19.2010 @ 3:26 pm

Propel? Again? How to write another thing about propel? Why does the teacher insist on giving verbs that either lack emotion or emote it so much it disgusts the soul- a phrase which itself disgusts the soul. Propel? No, i don’t think I will.

Posted By Julie On 04.18.2010 @ 4:17 pm

stretching out my hands, my muscles jump in response, not used to the attention. it’s a reflex. best watch out.

Posted By julie On 05.17.2010 @ 8:13 pm

meaning is how we express ourselves. we say things we don’t mean. we mean things we don’t say. it’s all about perception. we try to express ourselves and sometimes it all comes out wrong.

Posted By Julie On 05.16.2010 @ 9:48 am

meaning was something that I hadn’t known until that day. until i met billy bob johnny ray the second I had no concept of what it meant to be wanted and loved for me.

Posted By Julie On 05.15.2010 @ 2:24 pm

lacking the faith to stay, lacking the courage to leave. lack is as lack does and i will forever be lacking. lacking knowledge of myself.

Posted By Julie On 05.14.2010 @ 11:35 am

his lack of interest in her broke her heart. although the fact of the matter was that she had unwittingly let him take her heart. it was just a sad fact that he had no knowledge that he had heart.

Posted By Julie On 05.13.2010 @ 9:16 pm

Wealth and money don’t matter much after you meet the man of your dreams. Not that I would know, but I would imagine.

Posted By Julie On 05.13.2010 @ 8:37 am

I stand here watching the people. I am here because it is my responsibility. I would much rather be sleeping. Sleeping my life away, but not having to worry about what these subjects of mine are up to. I think that they would hardly notice that I have left their presence.

Posted By Julie On 05.11.2010 @ 2:42 pm

Your name has been withheld from consideration because you are no longer living according to our records. If you believe this to be incorrect please contact your superiors.

Posted By Julie On 05.10.2010 @ 6:08 pm

Her stride was long and quick as she fled from her home. She would return later, but just for now she needed to run. She needed to disappear.

Posted By Julie On 05.09.2010 @ 4:30 pm

Trial and error was the way that Kate did most everything. She learned to cook by trial and error. The food would never turn out completely inedible, so she served it to her roommates anyway.

Posted By Julie On 05.08.2010 @ 1:16 pm

The depth of her sorrow was clear in her eyes. He could tell. And there was nothing he could do about it. He was in very near the same position. The sorrow they shared hung thick in the air.

Posted By Julie On 05.06.2010 @ 7:30 pm

Rollers in her hair, Jennifer went to answer the door. Her silk bathrobe wrapped around her was the only thing protecting her modesty.

Posted By Julie On 05.05.2010 @ 1:33 pm

I sat there. Chained to the wall. Not sure when I would ever be free from this prison. I knew that i was trapped, but I never thought that I would be held hostage.

Posted By Julie On 05.05.2010 @ 11:55 am

Roller coasters. Click click click click….AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH. Smile. Camera flash. Neck hurts, smile hurts. Shaky legs. Let’s do it again.

Posted By Julie On 04.15.2010 @ 4:18 pm

what the heck is this? um ok, so this one time there was this deer that died under the gas meter by my house. it died right by the garage and it was during winter. this ocurred overnight and the deer was frozen to the side of my house! :O it was crazy. and we were all like :O OH MY GOODNESS! there’s a dead deer frozen to the side of our house.

Posted By julie On 04.14.2010 @ 8:32 am

subway is a noun. it could be a fastfood company or a means of transportation. the only time i ever ate at subway will probably be my last. ive never been ON a subway.

Posted By julie On 04.14.2010 @ 9:52 pm

curls curls curls. we like curls in caaaars. haha, yeah, it sounds a lot like boys but not really. I never had really curly hair thank goodness. fuck straighening that shit out. billy has curls. and loves lady gaga.

Posted By julie On 04.12.2010 @ 6:41 pm

A deep hole that invites us to the depths of the mysteries of the earth.

Posted By Julie On 05.02.2009 @ 7:38 pm

i offer you the chance to think about the fight we had today, just as you offered me your hand and your love and now that seems to be falling apart.

my mind goes blank when i think about the way that i love you and the way that i’ve ruined you. i offer you your freedom from me. it’s the best i can do.

Posted By Julie On 05.13.2009 @ 11:43 am

Pose for a camera. Post for life. You’re always posing, in a never ending cycle.

You pose everyday with our pretty smile and hair all done up nicely, your cute little outfit. But for what? Who’s going to love you for how you look? Love, really love? Nobody. It’s not what you pose as that they’ll love.

Posted By Julie On 05.12.2009 @ 5:46 pm

i would love to pretend just like i did when i was a little girl. i used to pretend to be a doctor with my friends and also play house or be a damsel in distress. that was my favorite part. I loved when a handsome young prince would come save me, and sweep me away to a beautiful castle.

Posted By Julie On 05.04.2009 @ 1:37 am