Entries By Sarah Walton

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respectable

Legs crossed with screaming hazel eyes that allow you to undress her underneath the work desk.

Yeah, she’s certainly respectable among the wolves dressed up as men in a whores society.

Posted By Sarah Walton On 01.08.2011 @ 11:28 pm

discover

lost at sea- crashing on the waves, choking on salt water wringing yourself at just to discover who you are.

Posted By Sarah Walton On 01.06.2011 @ 12:55 pm

fiction

crawling slowly – desperation has led us here along this beaten path, but I am better than this.

Posted By Sarah Walton On 01.06.2011 @ 1:27 am

wash

scrubbing dead skin off with a sky blue loofah will not rid your scent which is embedded in my skin

Posted By Sarah Walton On 06.13.2010 @ 3:13 pm

train

at the parallel tracks, the train cooed as it barreled through and she had five seconds to deci…

Posted By Sarah Walton On 06.01.2010 @ 10:23 am

dress

white bandages cover the mistake that wears fresh on her skin.

Posted By Sarah Walton On 05.19.2010 @ 11:13 am

lack

the beat in her heart was missing and he couldn’t find any new way to keep her breathing.

Posted By Sarah Walton On 05.14.2010 @ 7:45 am

stride

the way his left hip shifted upward when his right foot hit the ground sent electrical impulses up my spine;

this was a sign,

i am sure of it.

Posted By Sarah Walton On 05.09.2010 @ 1:54 pm

trial

to think you would offer comfort in these moments of extreme despair is asinine

and don’t think the for a second that i wanted your love anyway.

Posted By Sarah Walton On 05.08.2010 @ 1:54 pm

lashes

An eyelash fell on your face and I had mentioned it in whisper form to your ear and you traced you feeble fingertips and took it off and made your wish.

What you didn’t know was that I wished too and my selfish wish had fulfilled my beating heart.

You kissed me.

Posted By Sarah Walton On 05.07.2010 @ 3:47 pm

depth

Here in the crevices of cerebral fluid, I float down a stream where memories play in front of my tired, drooping eyelids.

I love you and I’m drowning in our memories.

It’s bittersweet.

Posted By Sarah Walton On 05.07.2010 @ 9:59 am