Entries By jak
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necessity
swing
she sat alone on the swing under the big maple tree. She sat there every time things went wrong. she sat on the swing with the sun coming down on her and told her stuffed bear all the bad things she could find in the world. she did this quite a lot because in southern Utah a lot of things go wrong and she noticed a few of them.
Posted By Jak On 03.06.2012 @ 8:37 pm
epiphany
Epiphany. Revelation. Rebellion, revolution, empires overthrown, and kingdoms deceased, and lost. Epiphany. Epistles. Apostles. Donphan. Epiphany. I feel like, if I could find my card right now, I’d be in the midst of Epiphany. Gah.
Posted By Jak On 11.01.2011 @ 8:03 pm
secretary
I saw her sitting there in her crazy chair the moment I entered the room. She had the hair that looks so fair she typed something out and boom. I felt the need to stop and read the paper she handed to me. It had a note.
Posted By Jak On 08.27.2011 @ 2:24 pm
montage
a montage of my life. and your life. images thrown together on a china plate and dishwashed with years of worries. memories that somehow don’t matter anymore and some that matter more than ever. a waterfall of pictures, of frozen smiles and distant eyes. this is our story. and this one. and that. caught in the whisper of polished paper.
Posted By Jak On 05.31.2011 @ 10:24 pm
canteen
a canteen is only one of the things we carried that day. along with pictures of the ones we loved, and the hope that on the other side of that vast decay of world, there was something worth the trek, something to make it all a little better. in our canteens, we carried promise.
Posted By Jak On 05.26.2011 @ 10:01 pm
torch
Torchlight. archaic and out of date but flashing the memory of a better time. quieter, more adventure in the world. when there was something left to explore, to dream of, to hope for. we’ve snuffed the wonder from the earth like the flame from a torch. and i’d like it back. I want to know what it’s like to live by torchlight.
Posted By Jak On 05.25.2011 @ 9:52 pm
mole
mole. underground, drenching in the blackness and coolness like a bath of mint and lavender. we are moles, always to live underground, under the guise of our own blinders, never to really see what the world has in store, what our future could hold.
Posted By Jak On 05.18.2011 @ 11:06 pm
curious
i’m curious, ya know? no. i don’t know. nobody is curious anymore. we sit and soak in the information given us like it’s workshop grease and a good dose of love. no one questions it. no one stops to wonder how things came to be this way, why fact is fact. Life, my friends has been drained of it’s curiosity like blood from a victim.
Posted By Jak On 05.16.2011 @ 11:51 am
jelly
Germination. Grapes. Jelly is like jell-o. Soft, squishy, smooth, sweet, the letter S is Jelly. Jelly is jealousy, it’s a funny face. Jelly is belly, is toast is crunchy is munchy is breakfast. Jelly is the distance in my family when we don’t eat pbreakfast together. Jelly is loneliness. Jelly is jelly.
Posted By Jak On 02.01.2011 @ 10:37 am
kettle
The steam poured out as the kettle became impatient, screaming for release, for attention, for care. I’ll help you little kettle.
Posted By jak On 08.10.2010 @ 9:13 pm
flashback
It hits me as I drive: the memory of the house, the stairs, the door, your face as we lie on pillows, lost in the gaze of intent.
Posted By jak On 08.09.2010 @ 10:23 pm
whiskey
I will kiss the whiskey from your lips and with it will come all the things I need from you…
Posted By jak On 08.09.2010 @ 12:06 am
tiled
My bathroom is filled with tiles. Tiled surfaces are smooth. Some with refined texture. Tiled..
Posted By jak On 07.30.2009 @ 8:38 am
happy
happy is a feeling that is GOOD some people are happy all the time some people are not.happy is what everyone wants to be in the the end of the day. being happy is influenced by things.
Posted By jak On 04.21.2009 @ 1:28 pm
disconnect
The beeping stung my ear. So, the last domino had fallen… no there was no one left, no one to call, no one to recieve a kindly-worded letter or postcard from. The kindest words anyone had for me was the electric company asking for their money.
Posted By Jak On 04.14.2009 @ 2:24 am
forever
and a day away we say we want to play but instead we prepare, we think and plan and want to have every detail in place for when the rain, stormy, and ultimate day may come and we may be prepared to survive the forecast of our fate. we surivive, and then, only then we thinkk we may be able to play forever and a day
Posted By jak On 01.01.1970 @ 12:00 am
mist
Noone knew where it came from. It appeared out of nowhere, enfulging the small village. The screams of people out in the street had gone. Silence echoed its name. This mist had come from nowhere, an
Posted By Jak On 09.30.2009 @ 9:18 am
roll
Roll on my friends roll on you may live even though i can not i love you and you love me back but i must say for you all to roll on
Posted By Jak On 03.24.2010 @ 4:08 pm
