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The blank page was white and simple from afar. But if one dares to get closer, stitches and patches become visible. Specks of dust or ink blotches come out to the eyes, and suddenly an object so plain and flawless becomes one full of history, fault, and confusion.

Posted By Megan On 12.06.2012 @ 6:46 am

take me

up above this foreboding land

to the realm of heaven

with its overwhelming grandstands

higher is where i long to be

higher above the birds, the land, and all these trees

take me

Posted By Megan On 12.04.2012 @ 7:37 pm

To succeed above what was originally planned. To soar. Above. More. Greater than. Succeed.

Posted By Megan On 12.04.2012 @ 1:42 pm

Sitting there. Staring at me. It has no brain, no thoughts, no emotions. But it just keeps staring. And I can do nothing but continue to hold its gaze, in the hopes of winning this never ending battle.

Posted By Megan On 12.03.2012 @ 10:30 am

i love objects, i was thinking about objects and i have to say, weed is the most best favoritest object in the whole world. seriously, its a sexy herb with many things to go about with it. i love rap.

Posted By megan On 12.03.2012 @ 6:14 am

Many people have plenty of regrets they wish they could change. They also have many memories that thinking about puts a smile on their face. Everyone wants to change something from your past, but you can’t because it’s the past, that’s how it is. The past has hard things and good things happen for a reason to make everyone grow.

Posted By Megan On 11.29.2012 @ 8:03 am

Under the ocean lives an incredible sea monster. Glistening scales in all different colors. she is one of a kind and no one even knows she existed. She is beautiful and yet no one will know her beauty. That is life.

Posted By Megan On 11.27.2012 @ 6:46 pm

where many ideas and thoughts happen and are developed all in silence of the interesting and unique brains gathered in one place full of thougth and knowledge.

Posted By megan On 11.25.2012 @ 10:44 am

the place with the books. Librarians are quirky. I haven’t been to one in years and years, but I drove past one today and thought, “maybe I should go?” and then I didn’t. It’s right next to my house. I bet it smells good. But it probably doesn’t,

Posted By Megan On 11.24.2012 @ 7:16 pm

I’m late and I have no idea why. Usually I am late for everything so this word is nothing new to me. Late, late, late.. it’s what I always am. I wonder where this word derived from?

Posted By Megan On 11.22.2012 @ 8:57 pm

i received the letter. the final letter he would ever send me. this is the end. the end of my husband. so many years and memories and all that he left me was this one letter, left on my bed for me after work.

Posted By megan On 11.20.2012 @ 6:00 pm

I received roses. Psha. I wish I received roses. I wish I received roses from you. Red ones. Pink ones. I think orange ones are my favorite. Kinda like you. haha you are my favorite. My favorite poem. My favorite song. My favorite everything. All I want is to spend forever with you.

Posted By Megan On 11.20.2012 @ 4:14 pm

Satisfy is when something makes you smile and you feel good about it. People get satisfied by eating chocolate, making an accomplishment, and other things like that.

Posted By Megan On 11.20.2012 @ 6:58 am

To satisfy someone is a very pleasing thing. To know you have made someone satisfied can, in turn, make you satisfied.

To satisfy yourself is a completely different feeling, and sometimes a lot harder to accomplish. We set goals for ourselves that we don’t believe we can reach – when we don’t, we’re unsatisfied and unhappy, when we do, we’re over the moon.

Posted By Megan On 11.20.2012 @ 5:54 am

I’m thinking right now. I’m thinking all the time. I think too much. And I think to little. Where is the balance? No one really understands how much I think, how many thoughts go in and out of my head. I say so little of what I really mean, it’s incredibly hard to articulate…

Posted By Megan On 11.18.2012 @ 10:24 am

Great big buildings of solid brick close up around me, wherever I go. My mind feels closed up inside those walls, trapped, unable to breathe. It’s hard to find freedom when you’re trapped by institutions. How can birds fly when they’re surrounded by prison bars? I’m not certain. It all feels dark and meaningless.

Posted By Megan On 11.17.2012 @ 4:09 am

i have to measure whenever i cook. but that’s all the measuring i want to do. but you know what? i’ve been trying to measure up to people my whole life. i also come up short. i just want one time where i am the best at something or someone thinks i’m the best for them so i can stop measuring. END THE MEASURING. for real. but if everyone is measured then i don’t have to worry about myself because everyone feels that way.

Posted By Megan On 11.14.2012 @ 7:17 pm

The arts is music, creative arts, and other things like that. Some people like things like that and some people don’t. Music and creative arts are the most popular.

Posted By Megan On 11.14.2012 @ 7:38 am

sometimes i think that i would like to draw people or places or animals, whatever it is that i’m seeing. but then i remember that i can’t draw. that doesnt stop me from doodling though. is doodling the same as drawing? i feel like drawing implies skill….

Posted By Megan On 11.11.2012 @ 6:50 pm

people only think of

Posted By Megan On 11.08.2012 @ 2:10 pm

A league in baseball. A big thing. Something major. I like the MLB. It is something that needs more attention than other things. That is all I can think of.

Posted By Megan On 11.08.2012 @ 7:40 am

A league in baseball. A big thing. Something major. I like the MLB.

Posted By Megan On 11.08.2012 @ 7:39 am

I want to teach for a living. I’d love to be a part of the future. Teaching children to be the best they can be to better the world. An art teacher to elementary aged students. Teaching them to be creative and express themselves in a positive way. That’s what I want more than anything in the world.

Posted By Megan On 11.06.2012 @ 2:26 pm

Its at the bottom. We step on it. Animals eat stuff off of it. There is grass and stuff on top. It has dirt. It is spelled ground. It has rocks and other stones and pebbles. Sometimes if you dig enough there is clay. There are houses on top.

Posted By Megan On 11.06.2012 @ 7:30 am

Solution… The aha moment of science, of politics, of life. A solution is the biggest gift you can give someone, I think. A solution to a family crisis, a small problem, a world changing issue, or a personal thing.

Posted By Megan On 10.23.2012 @ 5:01 pm

I was in charge. It’s just stressful. That’s the bottom line. Power is not worth the stress that comes with it. Look at our presidents. All of them younger looking when they go in, old as dirt and tired when they come out. Obama after four years, looks ten years older. His hair is graying already.

Posted By Megan On 10.20.2012 @ 7:39 pm

I was raised as a girl in the deep South. I was raised on manners and fried chicken. I was raised on biscuits and religion. I’m proud of my heritage. I’ll let my twang shine. It tells you I was raised with sense.

Posted By Megan On 10.18.2012 @ 5:18 pm

She buried his odd in a shallow grave, careful to not let his toes peak through the earthy clay. Next time, she though to herself, she would remember to dig the grave first ather than have to hide the body as she tore into the earth with her shovel.

Posted By Megan On 10.15.2012 @ 8:02 pm

He sat on the gravestone. He a buried his mother years ago, years he couldn’t even remember. His sister had died. His friends had each perished one by one, but he had always had her. Our Father who art in heaven… He began and watched as the sun began to rise.

Posted By Megan On 10.15.2012 @ 3:03 pm

When something is gone it does not come back. Past tense of ‘to go’. Going, going, gone. For example, my JavaScript has ‘gone’. It says it crashed. It does not work, it is no more, it is gone. Many things ‘go’ but how many are actually ‘gone’? ‘Gone’ sounds very permanent.

Posted By Megan On 10.13.2012 @ 12:13 am