a better name

THEN AS IT WAS, THEN AGAIN IT WILL BE AN' THOUGH THE COURSE MAY CHANGE SOMETIMES, RIVERS ALWAYS REACH THE SEA somewhere between a hippie and a scientist, a politician and a filmmaker. trilingual, underage, centrist and sarcastic. meh. just read the blog, O.K.?

[abettername-blog]

#art

[abettername-blog]

winter's respite

[abettername-blog]

Prayer for Amnesia

Let me be

the ghost of a rain, 

that you only notice after its passing,

a morning too late. 

The sweet exhaust, a poison 

breathed too deeply.

That line between your brows

when you are worried

let me smooth it, 

let you forget me

forget your worries. 

[abettername-blog]

Permafrost

Winter winds whisper icy, their lips brushing your ears like snow: This isn't yours anymore, this isn't your ground,  pregnant with the cold not where I once

The hills are hard. You walk up them slippingly, numbly, leaving deep tracks. Can't I follow can't I step in them can't I  quicken quivering, come quietly be in your breath as you

Take me frozen river,  drown me in your bitterness

[allthingseurope]

[mashamorevna]

[jessicaeaton-blog]

[notaswel]

Best text yet received

[abettername-blog]

this was me

[the-fellowship-of-the-rings-dea]

[ars-et-amor-sunt-eterni]

[brandyalexanders-moved-deactiva]

[abettername-blog]

THE SECRET IMPRESSES NO ONE.

[oh-whiskers]

[abettername-blog]

Night bloom. #beauty #rose #prospectgarden

[abettername-blog]

Variations on the Word Sleep

I would like to watch you sleeping,

which may not happen. I would like to watch you, sleeping. I would like to sleep with you, to enter your sleep as its smooth dark wave slides over my head and walk with you through that lucent wavering forest of bluegreen leaves with its watery sun & three moons towards the cave where you must descend, towards your worst fear I would like to give you the silver branch, the small white flower, the one word that will protect you from the grief at the center of your dream, from the grief at the center I would like to follow you up the long stairway again & become the boat that would row you back carefully, a flame in two cupped hands to where your body lies beside me, and as you enter it as easily as breathing in I would like to be the air that inhabits you for a moment only. I would like to be that unnoticed & that necessary. 

by Margaret Atwood

[the-amazing-bambi-man]

(Un)happy 2nd anniversary! The Social Network (Oct 1, 2010)

[newyorker]

[abettername-blog]

Light and water. #prospectgarden #princeton #beauty (Taken with Instagram)