May 14, 2009
May 10, 2009
May 10
if there are any heavens my mother will(all by herself)have
one. It will not be a pansy heaven nor
a fragile heaven of lilies-of-the-valley but
it will be a heaven of blackred roses
my father will be(deep like a rose
tall like a rose)
standing near my
(swaying over her
silent)
with eyes which are really petals and see
nothing with the face of a poet really which
is a flower and not a face with
hands
which whisper
This is my beloved my
(suddenly in sunlight
he will bow,
& the whole garden will bow)
- e.e. cummings
May 9, 2009
Tomorrow is for mommas. Today I was thinking how my mother reminds me of Jesus, because she loves me more than I give in return, she helps when I think I don't need help, she makes me do stuff that is good for me like drink organic things and plant tomatoes, and she's beautiful. She's just beautiful.
one sweet day
May 8, 2009
waking up at 9:30am, i am prompted to share my thoughts on sleep after a year in college:
my thoughts on sleep after a year in college are that sleep is good.
May 6, 2009
so it's harder than it looks
coming back to anywhere, when you've been away for a while.
but, just in case it's worth anything:
i'm here. . .
~c
but, just in case it's worth anything:
i'm here. . .
~c
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