That scene in the movie,
of the two kids dancing to arecord player on the beach intheir underwear by the fireunder the stars Reminded me of someone from earlier
An absence from the page…
Purged of faith
the soul despairswhen forced to ask,what is a soula concrete answereludes usIs this because our soul is fluid?or because the idea of a soul is the resultof anthropocentric delusions of grandeur?Can we call the results ofprescribed fantasies,false instructions,misleading guidance…delusions?They are not the result of yourown poor reasoning.There are the product ofanother’s inability to peer into […]
This morning I saw a picture
of a child the size ofa grain of riceIt was growing inmy friend.Her strength is whatwe, her friends,respect,love,But this morningshe was sickand I saw the worryand she has cause for concern.And while it is hers aloneto carrywe must let her know,we all have cause for concernand we would all loveto lighten the loadHer best friend […]
Too many questions, not enough answers
My pen is dry—literally.I try to scour up enough ink to mark notes down during class. Change my penmanship. Cursive, loopy letters turn symbolic.Can symbols be symbolic or do we have to make it a metaphor? The truth is:I just haven’t been feeling very poetic lately. Maybe it’s the weather.It’s fucking cold and I’malways runningoutside […]
