

introductionI. i learned very quickly that what you didn't know you didn't talk about. there was a lot i didn't talk about, until i realized i could never completely know the entirety of any one subject, that all my knowledge was flawed and subject to debate. so i didn't speak at all.introduction
II. my silence only seemed to breed misconceptions. &


i am still so scaredi came to spend the night looking at my knees instead of faces. (regular wash denim vs. gray blue eyes--) and this only passes as a prayer.i am still so scared
mentioning church in our family only brought around a confused stare, quickly swallowed by a forced smile. we were tolerant people,
and therefore did not talk about religion.
in my religion, our souls are reincarnated as light bulbs or goldfish or anything to be caged and shelved and sold even god had to go corporate so


cherrypickers.saturday.cherrypickers.
we're sharing the house now with foxes now. one has a broken leg, and i'm wondering if they have the health insurance to cover that.
we only realized this when all the others had just left it in the middle of our driveway and it's just trying to drag itself away.
sunday.
when i was in martha's vineyard with the wind and rain, there was this flower vase on a stone bench with dropping yellow flowers looking out on to the streets.
i sat next to them and had started up a conversation when this stupid goddamn turkey just starts strutting straight out into the street.
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