I’m usually really late on this for my birthday. And usually friends and parents keep asking me, weeks befor, “What would you like for your birthday? Come on, something, can’t you think of something fancy you’d like? Nothing?” And my…
Don’t feed the dust bunnies
I don’t know about you but I have this extraordinary talent: five minutes after I’m done with house chores, it looks like nothing ever changed, there are already glass marks in the kitchen, papers and bags all around the living…
Amélie July 13, 2005
*Quick note, before I leave you to a new piece of my writing past: I know that if you look at the dates this one is slightly older than the last one I’ve published, but don’t worry… I’m just beginning…
Amélie August, 25 2005
I’ve ripped wings of butterflies for you, I did all of this for you Amélie’s dancing in her new dress, a wedding gown gone black, and she doesn’t seem to hear what Desdemona’s saying This golden place, I’ve made it…
Amélie July 10, 2005
Amélie is coming out from sleep, a pale hand shifting a veil of organdie and illusion, and dressing up in cruelty Amélie rationalizes everything fucking off reason Amélie sounds evil when she speaks, yet she speaks only her thoughts Amélie…