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Cheerful| carefully i tiptoe around the months when I found (it was October, my heart) it was both fall and a start. -anonymous |
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the last manand I remember the smell of your skin, the way your eyes glittered as youthe last man
laughed at me in your quiet, sober way the edges of your mouth gathering into a soft quirk, all creases and the way you looked at me, guilty and fragile and tender. soft breath, the flicker of eyelids. long lashes brushing your cheek, my questing fingertips slipping into lines of worry, trying to
chase away fear and the sickness of a mind always-questioning, and I remember my lips pressed to yours, as if already saying goodbye.
by ~rchelsea2005
are you afraid?there's an itch deep in your belly when you wake up every morning that is molded by all of the messy contents of your heart, and it swells and grows into a bruise with each breath you take, growing closer to your lungs until suffocation feels eminent, until all the pathways in your head scream stop...stop...are you afraid?
stop.
and, playing red-light/green-light over the highways of your palm, nerve endings tingle and breathe in the first light of winter morning, feel their withering lungs rise and fall and ache with the lingering cold – laughing and dancing and rejoicing (for the feasting in Jerusalem)
and betwe
by ~rchelsea2005
shirt tucked in, shoes untiedHalf-asleep, we clung to the other's breath in the silence. Your eyes were city lights on a long stretch of highway, glowing as youth molded us into lovers who believed in things like “forever.”shirt tucked in, shoes untied
But I remember the weight of diagnosis, the expiration date above your head, the promises we made to each other, saying “I won't let you die” as if we could control mortality and the slow, mournful progression of a time that would not bend to our whims. I remember your trembling, your trying not to cry. In our fevered daydreams we reached out, (thinking we could reason with God and tumors and chemo), and as your body b
by ~rchelsea2005
singcredits roll &I lift eyelids (heavy eyelids), STEP 1: clutch chest STEP 2: stop heart and I remember>(the way it felt to lay down insing
[PURPLE PANSIES] with yellow eyes –
ribbons wrapped around my tongue, trying to say "stop. stop. stop." and if I
//lift//arms instead of (I)lids maybe I can "speak!" no drawing of= l-i-n-e-s across my forehead and SING!ing while pupils fall in
on themselves. like sweet sea froth, I am taken home} O! VALENCIA! sing me a lullaby bring me unending sleep
by ~rchelsea2005
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- Current Residence: Michigan, USA
- Interests: Music, poetry, photography, film
- Favourite movie: Everything is Illuminated, Garden State, Moulin Rouge
- Favourite band or musician: Counting Crows, Tori Amos, Modest Mouse, Placebo, Okkervil River
- Favourite genre of music: Alternative Rock, Indie, I like a lot of different kinds.
- Favourite artist: Too many to count.
- Favourite poet or writer: Ray Bradbury, Billy Collins, Edgar Alan Poe
- Favourite photographer: So many of them...
- Favourite style of art: surreal, anything remotely abstract...
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- Wallpaper of choice: The XF2 MSR promo shot.
- Favourite game: Harvest Moon: Tree of Tranquility
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- Favourite cartoon character: Flapjack.
- Personal Quote: "May the power of Christ compel you!"
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