We watched this movie once. I can’t remember how it goes and you were little. I remember you cried. I don’t know what I said to make you feel better. I don’t do sentiments well, this you know. I have walls too high to scale. When you land on your feet maybe we can give it a try? I can wait and see how things go. To share a serious smile between us I will wait indefinitely. 

Nov 28 ·09:23pm
Nov 28 ·09:17pm

Two Sisters of Persephone


Two girls there are : within the house
One sits; the other, without.
Daylong a duet of shade and light
Plays between these.
In her dark wainscoted room
The first works problems on
A mathematical machine.
Dry ticks mark time
As she calculates each sum.
At this barren enterprise
Rat-shrewd go her squint eyes,
Root-pale her meager frame.
Bronzed as earth, the second lies,
Hearing ticks blown gold
Like pollen on bright air. Lulled
Near a bed of poppies,
She sees how their red silk flare
Of petaled blood
Burns open to the sun’s blade.
On that green alter
Freely become sun’s bride, the latter
Grows quick with seed.
Grass-couched in her labor’s pride,
She bears a king. Turned bitter
And sallow as any lemon,
The other, wry virgin to the last,
Goes graveward with flesh laid waste,
Worm-husbanded, yet no woman.
  -Sylvia Plath
Nov 28 ·12:57am

This song rests heavy against my rib cage. 

Nov 27 ·10:49pm
Nov 25 ·02:47pm
I wrote you a poem. It started 5 years ago. I talked about packing my shit, loading it into my car, and shortening the distance between us. I was crazy and in love. So I did it. A few hundred miles outside of the Nevada state line I lost myself. I have driven across this country several times now. I keep looking for her. An olive fingered girl. I keep looking for her. 

I wrote you a poem. It started 5 years ago. I talked about packing my shit, loading it into my car, and shortening the distance between us. I was crazy and in love. So I did it. A few hundred miles outside of the Nevada state line I lost myself. I have driven across this country several times now. I keep looking for her. An olive fingered girl. I keep looking for her. 

Nov 25 ·02:46pm