happy new year, everybody!
(enjoy the fireworks!)
sea glassshe once found a shardsea glass by birdlu
of sea glass. it was dark and
smooth and clouded, and
it smelled of salt and
wind, so she kept it under
her pillow always.
a lost soulhe was born with emeralds for eyesa lost soul by birdlu
and a storm brewing in his chest.
his mother said he was an angel.
and his father dubbed him a fighter.
since then his eyes have faded to grey
and the storm in his chest has quieted.
his mother calls him "a lost soul"
and his father just sighs.
i call him my hero
and he doesn't understand why.
his grey eyes reflect his own tortured world
and i don't know how to save him.
i will delete thisi keep dead flowersi will delete this by ILoveYouHopie
in my window in hopes that
they're just pretending.
NectarinesI said I preferred peaches,Nectarines by smurfofdoom
but you wanted a nectarine.
So we brought it back
and you portioned it out
and I found it wasn't better
only different. You went back
to your city, and I held the taste
in my mouth for days.
Curl the knife around the pit;
gently twist the halves apart.
Admire the honey-golden forms
and the rich-veined flesh.
So what did I buy at the grocer's
on St. Benedict's Street? Not
peaches, but smooth nectarines.
It is different in this country,
where pleasures have become
These days I cannot taste
except in memory.