It used to be full of stars, but now I'm full of scars.
Somewhere near What says the sea, little shell? I got lost in:
As I whispered sugared nonsense asking only to be stared into, offering no reward Beautiful things that have made you cry I dedicate all my love to your hot inner beauty Love is like skipping, if you know the secret, you can learn to fly Genie, meanie, miny, mo Nobody writes poetry about financial security Sad little spiral-bound notebook diaries Tell me a story about being really alive February 27, 2009 February 27, 2012 Don't be sad, I'll make you happy Teutonic greeting personal Steady these hands these hands steady these hands You are the sea Sunt lacrimae rerum South American coati Too much candy Internecine Shotshell throw yourself into a memory as if it were air, as if it will save you Dappled and drowsy and ready to sleep She will remember your heart when men are fairy tales in books written by rabbits The people who matter most to me are the ones who make me laugh Secret wish: To be identical to the ocean May 21, 2008 In the end it did not matter. The ocean was still there. May 19, 2008 Everything2 Decaversary Interviews: graceness We are a people in whose bodies old sea-seeking rivers roar with blood The Sea of Tranquility alone B short hair, long memory Why I love Everything2 "Faith" is a fine invention a snapshot of time Colchicine How do you hear the water? I Know There are many things that I would like to say to you but I don't know how And the things you can't remember tell the things you can't forget If I could be anything I'd be water and I'd be wild about it. Where do butterflies go when it rains? This ocean is angry but I might live through it Green Grass & High Tides Ask a fish what water is. Better yet, ask a wave. Why strapping buttered toast to a cat's back will not produce infinite power