Friday, January 17, 2014

January Personal Post

It has been a few months since I have made a personal post or rant. Tonight, I find myself alone watching way too much TV and movies. I have consumed way too much salt and not nearly enough chocolate. Truthfully, this night is not incredibly different than most nights. In fact, I started this post last night and didn't even have to edit it for it to be true.

Recapping 2013 is not something I'm interested in doing. More than anything, I am looking to move forward. As is the usual, I created a list of 2014 goals. Here are some of them:


  • Color my hair (done, with henna from lush...all natural)
  • Drink more water
  • Create a tangible 5 year plan
  • Cook more for myself and others
  • Make a new friend
  • 4.0 every term
  • Go to more live music shows
  • Appreciate people more vocally
I am thoughtful how last year started so pitifully because of situations out of my control. This year has begun somewhat shakey as well but entirely because of my own decisions. I feel like I can handle it though... these are things that can be fixed. I feel hopeful. I am rediscovering myself and what it means to be happy. Cheers to 2014. 

Wednesday, January 15, 2014

Bird

You are such a child
to poke at my feathers. 
You ran me off in a park 
we could have enjoyed
together. What a pity
you took pleasure in creating
discomfort. What a blessing;
you caused me to fly away. 

Tuesday, January 14, 2014

After Christmas

The lights come down
from the trees. 
What will this city be?
Only lonely streets with shoes
to keep them company 

A Portrait

She could carry groceries
with the bags
sitting under her eyes. 
But instead she rolled
a basket, mostly empty. 
At the edge of an intersection
she shielded herself
from the world
with permanent markered 
cardboard. 

Wednesday, December 11, 2013

Very rough draft. Currently untitled

You demonized this whole frame. 
I am a home filled 
with red faced accusations. 
My walls shake with
"You don't love me". 
These windows vibrate, sometimes
fracture and all is drenched
with isolation. You ask how I am;
we always look normal in the sun. 
You made me a haunted house
in your ghost town. 
At night, I wish I was void.