January 2010
“She was a girl who for a ringing phone dropped exactly nothing. She looked as if...”
– J.D. Salinger
The One You Wanted to Be Is the One You Are, Jean...
poetry365:
She saying, You don’t have to do anything you don’t even have to be, you Only who are, you nobody from nowhere, without one sin or one good quality, without one book, without one word, without even a comb, you!
The one you wanted to be in the one you are. Come play…
And he saying, Look at me! I don’t know how…
Their breath like a tree’s breath. Their silence like a deer’s silence....
“feeling our looks:
warning, a little care
would be enough
a free hand
some...”
“Raise a glass to mend all the broken hearts of all my fucked up friends.”
– Patron Saint Gagalupe
“i have offered myself
to the inkwell of the wordsmith
that i might be shaped...”
