Thursday, 22 March 2018

latest book review on goodreads

Isabelle's Reviews > Girl Without Borders

's review 
Mar 20, 2018

really liked it

No, I will not spoil it but I will say this: I thought It was a great girl book! Its real nice to sit out and have a girl-friend book with you.
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high school fight

cigarettes and cars 
we glisten in the mud


whatever are we waiting for 

we blast our heavy metals
from our beater cars

much better than
home this nowhere here
good as anywhere

eternal youth
hopin' on some thrills

if the fight don't happen
donuts in the mud
can't hurt

whatever we are doing
making out
all right

picking each
other up
we have fun
doing it

Tuesday, 20 March 2018

Monday, 19 March 2018

miss empty head with ice in her veins

i was walkin along mindin my own
and i came across a cat on the sidewalk

then a dog
then a man
then a woman
then a bird

then a sign was calling out to me
my head was empty
my mind was free

i was feeling very well

they looked at me funny
the man the woman the dog the bird the cat
they took me to the hospital

there were tired calm faces
with letters behind their names
they urged me to sign papers
they asked for identification

they led me a room
and put me in a machine
then i would wait
in a soft dressing gown
without a back

the air was cool but not too cool
i was empty and free
nothing could bother me

they seeemed worried
they pointed to a transparency
with an image of my skull

inside there was nothing

there was nothing

i was feeling very well
indeed when i snuck out
for a candy bar


my thoughts turn with the wind as i reach around the planet, unseen, kept close to land and water by gravity and pressure, unseen. my spirit i infuse. and i am openly in secret, yours, i am openly, in secret, together we face the world with all her feelings, we are touched


Last night I watched a film that took place 3 years before I was born in a city located a 3 hour drive from where I was born, and I began crying and you comforted me. I recollected so much of my life as it were. I even saw where I went astray. But mostly I felt homesick and how life can never be like it was, back then.

Sunday, 18 March 2018

The diet oversaturated in music, I reduced  my consumption substantially. Finding inner rhythms. Now there is a symphony looking for the back of my teeth, guided by the light in between so many keys. I only hope it makes it out.