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Thursday, June 13, 2013


she once dug nails into my skin, i
once connected my open palm
to her face, and neither of us
ever thought we'd see this day-
we share ourselves
without animosity.

i have two brothers now but
that is the least of the changes.

people would always say, "you can't hate
each other forever," to which we'd laugh,"oh,
you don't know us!" but they knew
of time, and now we know too.
it's amazing
what a few years can do.

Tuesday, June 11, 2013

hopeless wanderer

I want to live my life flying 
barefoot through the clouds, staring 
out of windows and breaking the surface of water 
to land. Some say that I leave too often, I go 
walking too much, but 
what is wrong with the arriving? 

The touching down, the pulling up, 
the opening 
of doors and stepping out? Nothing wrong 
I know, to each their own and mine 
is this- I will greet my friends with a smile 
and a kiss, and at the end of my trip-
wash, rinse, repeat.