oh my troubled water is drowning like the rest of um sounds of summer and all the lilies living next to um my winter rumble and the spilling of the sea can you hear summer and all that’s left of me oh my troubled water and the river running free tell me stories just of … More vague
Every word from your lips is honey and I see why your lips so sticky. Every beat of your heart magic.
I tell myself stories about real people, places, and things and I physically feel a reaction to the stories (mostly anxiety in the pit of my gut and and crumbling of the matter that makes up my heart) even though they are entirely untrue. To put it more precisely, I tend to lie to myself … More A home I intend to move out of
Sour, yellow stained shirt in grocery store, because shirt has to get fruit, has to get bread and peanut butter, has to check out. Shirt goes to self-service, self-checkout, by-itself as to not have to interact, as not to have to smile. Shirt leaves with head down and looks at red rimmed eyelids, wrinkles – … More 3:14
I was at the edge of never & always About to fall off I’d been waiting for a hand To reach out To save me No hand ever Came I was at the edge of never & always & my two hands Were busy Hanging on I didn’t believe in God Till … More Hopelessly Hopeful
I felt the stars move The night you came from the womb That night I was two And I dreamed of you too Felt so long in the waiting So long in the waiting But that Moment When eyes meet It seemed That every valley Mountain And peek Was worth it Every pain Pang And … More Valentine
When I first met Ben and saw the scars from his alcoholic father, his mother’s never-ending stasis of oblivion, and he was essentially alone, I wanted to save him. I think that would be any bear’s response to a human child’s woes, but for the most part us bears know that we can’t save anyone … More A Bear’s Philosophy Vol. 1