Entries By MK
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weathered
old comfortable shoes, on the feet of a 104 year old dancer, sitting in a chair listening to opera and remembering what it was like before she felt weathered.
Posted By MK On 02.21.2013 @ 10:08 am
husband
my one and only love. my most precious thing in the world. means the world to me. meaning of love and equals to every single good feeling in the world. want to grow old together
Posted By MK On 02.05.2013 @ 10:00 am
simple
Simple fact? I feel as though I am a fraud. I have great friends and a great family. I love my major but i continually feel as though i am fighting to prove my worth and make my family proud. It’s hard always pretending.
Posted By MK On 12.05.2012 @ 6:56 pm
higher
I get high to get higher to get high to get higher to get high to get higher only to get a glimpse of what lays ahead
Posted By mk On 12.04.2012 @ 12:44 pm
local
Live in Paris as the locals do my dream will come true some day soon I am ready to leave this unfulfilled life behind.
Posted By mk On 11.26.2012 @ 9:48 pm
received
gifted welcomed returning sun light casting shadows in the glow of radience recieved and beloved brought onto time and life and light – beginnings that grow into godhood.
Posted By mk On 11.20.2012 @ 7:56 pm
want
I want to be a good person. I want people to like me. Sometimes it’s hard though, because I’m just so darn quiet around people! I can’t think of anything to say, and half the time when I do, it’s just so awkward. Being an introvert definitely has its setbacks, but it also has it’s advantages.
Posted By MK On 08.14.2012 @ 11:29 pm
rattle
Bones rattle. Snakes, of a certain kind, they rattle too. The word is dry leaves and rustles, shakes, something brittle. Rattling is ominous, makes you wary; if it doesn’t, it should. Bones rattle Snakes, those do too.
Posted By MK On 04.13.2012 @ 12:18 pm
belief
All I could think about was how I would stand by my beliefs till the last moment. Till my dying breath, I would put my beliefs first. I nodded my head and accepted my fate. I was gone, but that didn’t mean my beliefs had to die with me. The crowd grew silent, I had never imagined that my last breaths would have quite so large an audience.
Posted By MK On 03.12.2012 @ 5:57 pm
bridge
across to the divine plateau where reason meets infinity. Here we are whole as a rainbow parts through the sky, so we part the sea and waves of humanity. Cesspools turn to graceful waterfalls, fresh-flowing, purifying the wasteland with truth
Posted By MK On 12.31.2011 @ 1:58 am
trade
They were supposed to meet at “Lugi’s Cafe” in order to exchange their two car antiques. Stan, aged 21, was holding a Lamborghini whereas Mike, aged 25, was holding a Ferrari one.
Posted By mk On 09.12.2011 @ 2:17 pm
domestic
domestic dog domestic airline domesticneseseses idk. maybe just another fancy word us humans like to use, but really? i would rather stick with the simple stuff.
Posted By MK On 05.19.2011 @ 10:59 pm
approach
to approach is to confront them and tell them how you feel. approach is an action and it is fun and la la la la la la la la la la.
Posted By MK On 03.23.2011 @ 12:58 am
wondered
How energy travels. The impact we have on others and the transfer of our emotions. Written word. The spread of information. From the mess to the masses.
Posted By MK On 03.09.2011 @ 8:10 pm
example
An example is something you see on a test or in a textbook. It’s something that parents show kids to teach them the wrongs and rights of life. An example helps us explain something that others are ignorant of.
Posted By MK On 03.05.2011 @ 3:26 pm
final
the end, the finish, telos. when you hope to win. come first. if not, it’s ok. lose or win. it’s the taking part that counts :)
Posted By mk On 03.03.2011 @ 2:04 pm
mango
today in math class me and my friend were eating the smarties that my tech, teacher gave to me for winning whats in the bag game. they tasted like dry blood and mangoes, so my friend and i immediately spit them out in disgust. “they taste like blood!’ she yelled. “and mangoes!” i cried!
Posted By MK On 02.22.2011 @ 6:20 pm
relatives
hold you together, pull you apart. the most colourfully wound support net you’ll ever fall into. mom, grandma, great-grandma. like me. try not to be like them. my eyes come from you, my restlessness from you. thank you.
Posted By mk On 01.26.2011 @ 12:55 pm
willow
A prize, a treasure. I met you once and we whispered to each other about boys and dreams and the way to balance a check and keep things moving and stable. Be still and in motion, isn’t that the goal and the dream and the boy?
Posted By mk On 12.07.2010 @ 10:08 pm
microwave
something was wafting from the microwave. “did someone cook pizza in here?” asked Jimmy, looking at his cousins with a weary gaze. Just last week he stressed to them that using frozen products in that old microwave would make the house stink to high heaven.
Posted By MK On 10.23.2010 @ 1:43 am
strung
I’m so strung out, I’m on my knees. Im crying here and begging you please, to save me from this hell, but you fell… just like me.
Posted By mk On 07.26.2010 @ 4:17 pm
driven
I am not driven to write my thank you letters. I really need to be doing this, but I am here instead. Actually I recieved my license three days ago, yet I still need to be driven places because my mother does not trust me.
Posted By MK On 06.14.2010 @ 12:57 pm
hawk
The bird flew above the field, scanning quickly over the girl who was watching it intently. “Look at that hawk,” she whispered to herself. She sighed, a short exhale that she was herself unaware of, wishing she was as free as that hawk above her.
Posted By MK On 06.08.2010 @ 11:23 am
starlight
Starlight, star bright… she squeezed her eyes tightly shut and wished with everything that was in her. “I wish I was a normal elf,” she whispered to herself and to the lucky star above her.
Posted By MK On 06.04.2010 @ 9:53 am
train
the train went down the tracks and suddenly everything was new again. I didn’t know where I was going, who I was with, I was just on a train on tracks in this strange world of ours
Posted By MK On 05.31.2010 @ 2:01 pm
castaway
I think of the movie Castaway with what’s his face… I can’t think of his name. The only name that I can think of is WILSON!!! The freaking volleyball that he finds and becomes friends with.
Posted By mk On 04.19.2010 @ 9:50 pm
gentle
with others. with yourself. downy. patience. time. rivers flowing. heart beats. babies. elderly. I wish someone would be gentle with me – then maybe I wouldn’t have to be so.. aggresive or abrasive. That would be really nice.
Posted By mk On 04.27.2009 @ 12:20 pm
middle
piddle fall in earth shocked by fires, clean wide girths separate like spheres of clouds whirling through gray nebulae where is your final ring to rest By your final grave
Posted By mk On 01.27.2009 @ 1:09 am
