Entries By Pigeon37

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knock

i woke up when i heard the knock on the wall. it was also on the ceiling, on the floor, on the door. the knock was everywhere. inside my head, by my pillow, it knocked to the rhythm of my heart. it made me feel so hollow inside.

Posted By Pigeon37 On 02.27.2013 @ 2:40 pm

due

well, this is convenient. the essay of gift giving and reciprocity i am currently working on was due today at 5 pm, oh, excuse me, yesterday at 5pm. it is now 12:09am. and im still working on this. another essay due tomorow, and two exams tomorrow too. yay college.

Posted By Pigeon37 On 12.16.2012 @ 12:11 pm

interest

my interest in her was hard to conceal. just looking at her typing quickly in her laptop, her long hair flowing down her back like a cascade of raver feathers. now and then she would turn around and smile at me briefly, before burying her nose again in her essay. i lived for those smiles. i was glad that she could not see my eyes while she faced her computer. they would have read things i was not ready to face.

Posted By Pigeon37 On 11.03.2012 @ 11:18 am

help

Help. I need somebody, help. I guess anybody would help. But no, really, I need some one to help. Was I quoting the Beatles just now? Or was I just asking someone to catch me if I trip down the stairs?

Posted By Pigeon37 On 09.27.2012 @ 3:36 am

together

We thought that once we were not together anymore we would not have to be apart. But that is not how things work, isn’t it? Sometimes one cannot stay close to a person without loosing them. Sometimes its better for the separation to be complete. I miss you.

Posted By Pigeon37 On 09.17.2012 @ 11:58 am

texture

The texture of his skin was a most curious experience to touch. It was soft and smooth, cold and slippery, yet it was neither wet nor was it slimy. It was just… flowy. I loved touching his skin. Something about its glowing green essence filled me with joy.

Posted By Pigeon37 On 09.01.2012 @ 12:25 pm

misty

It’s the opposite of misty today. Today the world woke up in High Definition. I swear. The sun has not shined brighter in weeks. The white sky has put on her blue dress again. The wind never left though. That cold bitch is still howling in my windows reminding me why I can’t go out and enjoy the day, even with the sun smiling to the world.

Posted By Pigeon37 On 08.17.2012 @ 2:16 pm

side

As I laid on my side, the water splashing softly against my bruised legs, I realized I was not feeling any pain. It was as if I was numb all over. The sky laid celeste above me, the breeze caressed my sandy skin. I knew that for sure I was bruised and battered and burned. But pain I could not feel.

Posted By Pigeon37 On 08.23.2012 @ 12:25 pm

half

My other half is about to become my ex. I dont know how its going to be fron now on, being a disconnected puzzle piece, a pen without top, a cookie without chips. I’m going to miss him.

Posted By Pigeon37 On 08.21.2012 @ 5:31 pm

comfort

Comfort should always be the principal aim of everything. Fashion. Design. Emotion. But my shoes today were the opposite of comfortable today. I had to use them without my orthopedic platforms because they were elevating me to the point int which they dug into my ankles. Unfortunately this caused my arches to suffer a collapse.

Posted By Pigeon37 On 08.20.2012 @ 8:11 pm

porter

the porter had always been someone nice. he always had a smile and a hello for everyone, even in rainy days or when he was clearly annoyed with the amount of bags of shopping we we asking help with. who would have thought he had started an illegal business in our spare garage, keeping stolen cars.

Posted By Pigeon37 On 08.18.2012 @ 11:39 am

zone

the yellow stripped zone had always been off limits. it was the scene of a crime, some said, or of a secret organization. we never got to go near. and they never let anyone get out, as far as we knew.

Posted By Pigeon37 On 08.16.2012 @ 9:48 pm