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Are You on Jupiter? (e.p.)
they say parents don't love one child any more than another but driving the rainy roads home make me beg to differ make my heart wonder if your crinkled eyes in the rear view mirror hold more warmth for me than my brother if you wish you could hold onto me even longer than my sisters or is it my own heart beating too hard my brain full of missing-you moments and asking for the impossible
halfway home (e.p.)
country roads take me home to a golf course full of thrilling laughter and off-key-and-out-of-tune dancing queens take me home to the strike of a club and a hastily called out 'fore!' take me home to golf ball bruises and ducking quickly under umbrella piles take me home to sun softened smiles and talks under the shadow of a cart to birthday parties and long van rides and longer tournaments still and stories no one will ever quite believe about geese to sleepovers and toilet paper runs and seven girls stuffed in a too small van to tears of joy and frustration and the sweet taste of triumph and pizza to matching skirts and smiles and the passing of wisdom from old to new country roads take me home to a feeling like love and family and happiness that we will never quite find anywhere else
country roads (e.p.)
she's been in your body so many times she could recognize your blood she knows the pace at which your valves pump looks into your eyes and sees into your mind, she's been on it long enough she knows the way your brain fires electricity, the way your synapses make connections she could twist you up and turn you inside out because you think you love her, you think because she's been in your brain so long you love her, you trust her, would let her hold your heart in her hands and not break it not squeeze it till it was oozing puss and blood like the disgusting rot it is you trust her to hold your heart and your mind and your body but you won't let yourself love you the way you think she does you don't trust yourself to see your body and your heart, hold it in your own hands and really how can you live with that self
love & trust (e.p.)
shush. (e.p.)
my sister thinks i only exist in the dark as if the light is some foul beast too big for my heart she thinks underneath the light of day my body will surely dry, wither away this being of mine is no more delicate than a flower while it flourishes with the rainshowers it seeks out different sorts of waves the ones peeking through the clouds, rays of bright white light straight to my heart for nothing can grow only in dark
growth (e.p.)
love farther (e.p.)
she’s smile when she says my name a heart glistening in her cheek as she waves and winks and i hope to never blink to capture that look of absolute love and rapture from across a screen and farther across two state lines god i love her i love her she’s mine
⁃ have you ever fallen in love with someone you met online?
and all this time i wished that you were mine spent days praying, hoping we’d cross that line desperate to be hand in hand but i knew you could never stand the way i pressed cold feet to legs at night or how i could not face the light escaping under the dark stars and wandering so very far from the human you wanted me to be running from your every decree all this time i wished for love but not if i have to be pure as a dove i’ll escape, out for blood in hopes to run dry this affection flood
a vampire’s sonnet (e.p.)
she was a mystery and horror story in one a tied up ribbon never to be undone ghostly kisses touch her lips to the rhythm of blood drip smeared and smudged a heart dragged through the mud never to be loved a cursed tale of those who hide until they embrace their pride only to realize they'll never find the strength to sever their own ties
horroromance (e.p.) if you were a book, where would you be shelved?
we have never met our bodies never touched but our gazes latched as mouths moved whispering sweet nothings into the ear of a girl who was not me and i felt colder than ever cursing the fact i was not bolder not brighter not much of a fighter to pull you from her arms and into the circle of mine i watched you turn away watched you kiss her watched you be proud of someone else and yet we had never met and i wondered why it broke my heart so bad and knew in some other world i fought and talked and loved you with all i had
elsewhere (e.p.) write a quick love story. the story must end badly.
dear dear diary, i had the worst dream today i was left alone people i thought i had loved left me in the deep deep dark dear dear diary, i had the best dream today you found me alone kissed my hand and touched my cheek told me that you loved me dear dear diary, my dream today was okay the clouds drifted i felt myself float away feeling like i found my place dear dear diary, i don't think i dreamt last night just darkness inside the black invaded my sight i scrambled for the light switch dear dear diary, i don't think i slept last night eyes open so wide nightlights and stars in my eyes i don't know if i'm awake dear dear diary, a lovely new dream tonight you held me til dawn and my eyes fell so quickly i dreamt of peaceful days dear dear diary, no new dreams tonight, ever, with you in my arms
dear dear diary (e.p.)
what could i say except that this is always for you this place called home only exists because of you i can find solace in others because of you shared in our veins and yet maybe it's all in vain not a great enough effort to tie us all together
blood ties (e.p.)
the miles between us are pulling my ribcage apart there's nothing left to protect my heart it's exposed to the elements still beating, full of blood no bones to shelter it from an affection flood a mudslide down the mountains between you and me to fill the space where lungs used to be your voice crackles like static on the radio no signal strong enough to throw your voice four hundred miles my way just space mighty, deep enough to pull my ribs apart mighty, deep enough to break my unveiled heart
landslide love (e.p.)
BREATHE and i will be there to lend you lungs and even this heart of mine BREATHE and i will be there to lend you bones and these two hands of mine BREATHE- i will be there to guide you home to hold you close not let you roam nor wander far carry you on thin shoulders that cannot bear the weight but even worse yet would be letting you break so i will help you bend BREATHE and i will follow your call across winter weathers and summer storms to lend you all of me and mine
breathe (e.p.)
sing softly for the crowds of new york sing sweetly to the sleepless wanderers awaken the souls inside lift away masks singing softly there's no reason to hide seranade the lonely and the broken token characters of new york voices lending hands and halos as you go sing sweetly to the crowds of new york
new york, new york (e.p.)
your panda bear box once sold once bought now only holds a single bracelet with a single charm horses running free the way you always wanted me to be its softly painted flowers hold a magic of their own and opening the lock the inside still smells like your home like picking tiny summer strawberries like playing hide and seek listen close and you can hear laughter and singing daises reminding you, us, me to dance and play calling calling isn't it a beautiful day?
daises daises (e.p.)
once again we are taxed with the heaviness of being something different than we know we are something stranger something quieter something we do not want to be under the cover of night let alone during daylight shoulders hold the weight just as well as our skull holds our face in a poised emotion in a poisoned emotion we bury our brave in our hearts and hope to god when we wake they are still standing next to us we are together and when one of the we falls we all crumble
hidden together (e.p.)