All posts tagged: journal

Summer Thus Far…

Talked to a friend on the phone, told her I’d forgotten how to write. It’s true. Maybe it’s just that I have nothing to say really. Who is it I’m speaking to now, exactly? I’ve been told too often that I’m overly vague. But my life isn’t exactly something that can entertain pages upon pages, or even a handful of people really. To be honest, it’s just scraps, feathered pieces of paper torn on each end. Sometimes I wonder why I even write things here…. And then I remember: because it feels good to write things down. Put words down on a page that only really half-exists. Anyway, back to the content of my life, I’m ambiguous and indistinct. Maybe that’s why I’ve taken to poems. The right people to seem to understand them (or at least in my mind they do.) It’s like a type of codex; poems unite likewise minds flowing down the current of the universe. But in attempt to be a little less vague, let me share a little piece of …

Nothing More to Want

I sit & watch the dawn creep Through under the door The tin roof flapping like a starved lark Breathing air into a set of broken lungs My hands stay warm around my glass And I take notice: I am whole There’ s nothing more to want, & if that’s so, there’s nothing left. I’ve escaped to towns that No one comes from Babies born on the road to Unburdened mothers It’s a half-handed happiness To have nothing more to want Laying on the floor of an empty Room recalling a season spent In a sleepy town, the cold Lingers on your lashes The skies taste of ponderosa pine Press your fingers between the bark & smell the vanilla Snow catches in your ankles As you stumble home Dizzied by jewels in the sky Maybe I will find myself stumbling back there one day… The thought fades & the tin roof Slams again The warm summer Sits still like a promise Yet whispered Beetles fall from the Cracks in the ceiling Dogs bark as the  …

Playing with Shadows & Other Adventures

Life Update:  Yes, that’s right… I have embarked upon a new adventure! One in which I have crossed the days off of my calendar, patiently (and rather nervously) awaiting. I am spending the next six weeks within the mini town of Comstock where in which I will be doing my internship… (more on that later.) Well, anyhow, I arrived last night in hopes to get settled & acquainted with my surroundings and golly the little house that I get to spend the next couple months in couldn’t be cuter. It’s a perfectly rustic blue house with sotal sprouting up in the front yard. How exciting. It has a mudroom, and very pretty red adobe-like floors, a very lovely lovely kitchen, a wood-burning fireplace (only to be used for aesthetics, due to the Texas heat, ) and is overwhelmingly charming. Did I mention it’s blue? I have unpacked and am slowly spreading out, reclaiming the space over squatting spiders… I may be slow to post due to lack of internet (as I am currently window-side, bumming wifi…) & …