Friday, July 14, 2006

Sometimes I want to tell you things

1.) blue inside my bones, like letters left by ants that crawled the window sill -- sugar seekers

2.) I had a wand inside. It looked through walls. It listened to the pulse and gush. I wasn't afraid anymore.

3.) my fondness for strings is likely connected to a real life affinity for entanglement. my fondness for scissors likely related to my desire to withdraw.

4.) the mailbox is a neverer.

5.) things that live at night are the things I like most

1 comment:

mairead said...

i'll turn the neverer into an everer.

(( holy crap, lady. can't stop, won't stop. care to share the wheaties? ))

is this real?