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Our minds are reflected in our physical surroundings… my floor is covered in my fallen hair, tangled up in corners with dust bunnies for company.

Posted By Kendra On 02.17.2011 @ 11:31 pm

she stepped up to the microphone un sure she inhaled the scent of electricity pulsing through the wire crackling the tiny hairs on her up per lip

Posted By Kendra On 02.13.2011 @ 5:13 pm

I couldn’t stop her. the bottle was tipped over into her open palm and they kept falling out. one blue one blue and red then red red red red. red. I could only see her red lips parting as she tossed them back on her waiting tongue, through her esophagus. why couldn’t i move? my neural connections seemed severed. where would they go, in her body? could she move?

Posted By kendra On 02.06.2011 @ 9:08 pm

Problem solved. All it took was one brave decision, and the rest began to fall into place. Why did it have to be THAT decision, though? It was the one thing that held the most attachments, the most love, the most hope. All things have their life cycle, I suppose. So, like I said, problem solved.

Posted By Kendra On 01.24.2011 @ 12:43 am

The ragged wall crept into her vision as she rode to the dark looking castle. Her heat raced in a ragged rythem. She began to feel nauseated and her vision blurred. There was nothing.

Posted By Kendra On 01.10.2011 @ 5:34 pm

The phrase didn’t matter to me. Teacher’s told us phrases all the time. What really mattered to me was out side of this hell hole called school. What mattered was him. He was in trouble, but I was too far away to help him. He was doing drugs. Running away from home. Getting into fights. What happened to the sweet guy I knew? He was gone, that was for sure. And the next time I saw him, I was going to get himback. As much of him as I could anyway.

Posted By Kendra On 01.04.2011 @ 8:09 pm

Some things just don’t stick. Some things fall apart; some friendships fall apart. No matter how much you try to stick them back together, they’ll never be the same.

Posted By Kendra On 12.16.2010 @ 3:44 pm

The tantrums lasted up to four hours, sometimes… and they couldn’t leave me alone. I would destroy breakable objects, tear fabrics, and turn bright red in the face, crying to the point of dehydration. The worst time was when mom had to put me in a freezing cold shower with all my clothes on to “cool me down.” Better than the alternative they always threatened: throwing me in a snowbank.

Posted By Kendra On 12.13.2010 @ 6:55 am

The poles align our compass needles with magnetic north, and we must distinguish the difference between it and “true north”. Hope we don’t get lost.

Posted By Kendra On 11.21.2010 @ 10:31 am

My bedroom has become less of a home and more of a junkyard. Then again, the state of my bedroom has always reflected the state of my mental space… so what does that say about me?

Posted By Kendra On 11.14.2010 @ 4:14 pm

“Of this, I am certain.” -”But how do you know?” “Because, I love you. Duh.” -”Promise?” “Yes.” -”Okay. Wanna go get some breakfast?”

Posted By Kendra On 11.12.2010 @ 6:21 am

the elixir is quiet and fast and slow, all at the same time somehow, it can seep in your pores and control your thoughts, it can live in your brain and hold you hostage, it is sweet and beautiful and flowing like a river, it is a soft soft poem whispered to your senses, it is so lovely and dormant, it seems unreal

Posted By kendra On 11.03.2010 @ 5:13 am

unknown precious infrequent exciting memorable frightening out of control

Posted By kendra On 10.30.2010 @ 7:32 pm

Streams are always the place to go when I’m feeling stressed and out of sorts. I wish there was one nearby, currently… I could use the calming sounds of trickling water as I let the stress flow out as the serene sounds flow in.

Posted By Kendra On 10.27.2010 @ 6:34 am

She used to get really annoyed when I touched her whiskers; she’d twice her eyes and ears and turn away, flicking her tail. I can’t really blame her. I’d do the same if someone was messing with one of the most sensitive parts of my body without permission.

Posted By Kendra On 10.22.2010 @ 6:24 am

It’s actually a theme, lately. All I want, all I look forward to, requires a strength beyond one I’ve ever exhibited before. Not to mention the patience required simply to interact with other human beings. Geez.

Posted By Kendra On 10.01.2010 @ 7:04 am

Today is anything but bleak, in comparison to yesterday. Every morning, I open my blinds while maintaining a penchant position in bed. This is my method for checking the weather… I only occasionally double-check online.

Posted By Kendra On 08.26.2010 @ 4:34 am

the fan is whirring, slowly, shaking even. We’re giggling, because we have a scheme and it is brilliant to our four-year-old minds. “Ready?” she whispers. “Yeah,” I whisper excitedly, hopping on one foot, then the other, switching back and forth. “Aim,” she continues. “Aaaaand…FIRE!!!!” And we release our undies up into the air, soaring towards the spokes of the fan. Some catch and begin a short-lived carnival experience while others float to the ground like parachutists who are done for the day. “Cool,” I say, looking up at the fan overhead, with three pairs of printed underwear careening around the room. A big girls’ mobile.

Posted By Kendra On 08.23.2010 @ 5:11 am

I fallen in love with the most beautiful man. He is my world, my life, my everything. Every day, I wake up knowing that his touch will caress my body, and my senses tingle in anticipation.

Posted By Kendra On 08.18.2010 @ 9:47 pm

Through the lens of my camera I could see his smiling face. Not quite looking at me yet I know that it was a response to what I had said. The most beautiful thing I had ever seen, and it was all captured through a lens, a moment frozen in time that I will never forget.

Posted By Kendra On 07.18.2010 @ 5:56 pm

I was pleased to see he had listened and left. I was pleased even more so to know the foreign, though missed, joy of being solo. There was no other to be concerned for, and the alarm is going off and he never hears it. He isn’t such a bad guy, it’s not that he can’t please me, I’m simply unpleaseable.

Posted By Kendra On 07.14.2010 @ 4:26 pm

I wish that leases weren’t year-round, especially in a college town. I don’t want to live on campus anymore, but I also don’t want to be stuck in the Piedmont all summer long. It’s hot. Wayyy too hot. I love the mountains.

Posted By Kendra On 07.14.2010 @ 6:10 am

brown big fat bear. makes me think of valentines day and that stupid ber my ex got me. hes an asshole. i wanna burn it so bad.

Posted By kendra On 07.08.2010 @ 8:34 pm

The gong rang loud and clear throughout the hall when it was struck. It startled many a servant in the palace, as it always has. Nothing was different now, and nothing was going to change for a long time. But it would come. There would be a revolution.

Posted By Kendra On 06.02.2010 @ 7:56 am

Shin hit the gong as hard as he could, and the sound rang out through the hall. It was the signal that everyone was to move into the dining hall for the feast. It was a great banquet for the Emperor, and it was always very grand.

Posted By Kendra On 06.02.2010 @ 7:50 am

Hot and sexy. Animal, but in a good way. shiny, interesting, protective and barbaric. Leather warms us and comforts us. lace? maybe. pleather not so much

Posted By kendra On 05.30.2010 @ 11:48 am

99 red balloons, floating in the summer sky… he made fun of this girl who apparently sang it with great gusto (which I have always done as well) and I kept my mouth shut, not wanting to suffer the same humiliation and judgment. Such a good song, deserving of such exuberance.

Posted By Kendra On 05.19.2010 @ 7:21 pm

The trees were glowing. Or so it seemed. Flickering little dots of light. There nothing more amazing than witnessing beauty in flight. Be amazed.

Posted By Kendra On 04.30.2010 @ 2:30 pm

I almost decided to major in music industry. I think I’d probably be good at it, I would just love to change a kid’s life through music so much more. Maybe I’ll fall back on it if I’m ever in the mood to take economics classes. Hah. I was also thinking about performance but we’ll see.

Posted By Kendra On 04.28.2010 @ 8:08 pm

i trapped my dog in my car on accident one time because i was too busy getting groceries out to notice. I remembered him the next day.. luckily he was alright.

Posted By Kendra On 04.25.2010 @ 8:15 pm