I Am Easy To Find

33 RI Formerly Words From A Tired New Englander. You can find my old work here: living-in-salt.tumblr.com

[living--in--salt]

Yeah, alright. I guess that's fair. In any case, all the best.

[living--in--salt]

See you tonight, Boston. Let's have fun belting out the words.

[living--in--salt]

[feelingsoftheday]

even though i poured my whole self into it, i still feel useless

[living--in--salt]

Reflections #1

Maybe I romanticized you a little bit,

Maybe I got so caught up in the thrill of

driving at midnight and The Smiths on the

radio that I never looked at it objectively.

Though, what about love is objective?

Sitting at my desk a decade later and still

remembering how we were then---why am I

this way?

I used to write you poems so openly, declaring

my love as if I was writing vows, without ever

speaking your name.

Some things never change. Some things always will.

What could I possibly say to you now?

I am ashamed. I am embarrassed. I worshipped

in the shadows and wished for change and never

sought it out truly. Instead I just waited for change

to find me, but it never did.

You know, it's hard being both a coward and idiot.

That's my bad.

That one's on me.

05.12.26

[living--in--salt]

This song is so deeply personal to me. The internal conflict between wanting someone to finally be clean and be the family member they shouldve been this whole time and just wanting someone to be gone and it be over forever is hard.

[living--in--salt]

[ivynightshade]

fatima aamer bilal, excerpt from moony moonless sky’s ‘i am an observer, but not by choice.’

[text id: my fist has always been clenched around the handle of an invisible suitcase. / i am always ready to leave. / there is not a single room in this world where i belong.]

[living--in--salt]

Forever grateful for the ones who share new music with me to discover and love.

[theconcealedweapon]

[living--in--salt]

How in the fuck is it even possible that I started this year angrier than I started 2025. ICE is a fucking domestic terrorist organization sanctioned by a fascist authoritarian regime.

[living--in--salt]

Substitute

When you don't have enough sugar,

you use honey. And so I did.

I reached out and grabbed whoever was on

the low shelf and called them honey. Called them

babe. I even almost called them you a few times.

But they are not you. You are not them.

You are on the top shelf, beyond my reach,

with the fancy dinnerware and the fancy napkins.

You are in the curio cabinet watching me

from behind glass so thick I can't hear you.

And also you are the mirror in the curio cabinet

behind that dinnerware, showing me myself.

And also, i suppose you are the curio cabinet, too---

strong and timeless, vulnerable and exposed once

but now locked and inaccessible.

I lost that key a long time ago.

12.19.2025

[living-in-salt]

Donjon

I fall in love with the people I save,

I always have.

I hear the princess calling out for help

From the tallest tower and I

Immediately start scaling the walls.

It doesn’t matter who I am with,

Or who I am in love with,

Or who the princess is.

I never even ask the princess why she’s in

The tower in the first place, or who

Even put her there. I just start climbing.

Climbing, climbing, climbing.

So I guess it makes sense to say that

Now I’m stuck up here. I’m sure you’ve

Figured out by now that it is impossible

To get down. The princess never saves herself,

After all.

I am too weighed down by my armor, I am not

Strong enough, the tower is too high up,

And I doubt you even still care at all.

If I jump I will surely die. If I don’t, I will die.

I am waiting for the dragon to come and knock

everything down.

I am waiting for the castle to collapse.

[shisasan]

November 14, 1905 Rilke and Andreas-Salomé: a love story in letters (1897-1926)

[moonkissedletters]

-Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets

[living--in--salt]

[living--in--salt]

Holy shit. Between this and Chains of Love....I am so fucking excited for this new Charli album.